Wednesday

Got home and found the leaves half blown off my yard. Puzzling! Did he run out of gas, did he run out of time? I dunno. Will wait and see if it changes in the next few days, if not I'll call down the road to see what's going on.

Tried making an appetizer I want to use this weekend. Not bad! For dinner I made sloppy joes. While they were simmering, I got a call from my daughter, Melissa, who was all enthused about a book she is reading. She didn't mention the name, but it's non-fiction and concerns the O. J. Simpson trial. She said she can't put it down. While we were talking, my front doorbell rang (this never happens at night, BTW). I went and checked and it was the wife of my landscaper, who wanted to tell me he did run out of time and would finish it up later. Nice of her to stop and let me know, but a little scary, too. Finished my conversation with Melissa and headed for the kitchen.

Ate the sloppy joes on wheat bread while watching TV. Tasted great, but... woke up around midnight with a terrible acid taste in my mouth. Me and tomato just do not get along anymore.