Damp and Cold

It was raining when I carried out the garbage Tuesday morning. It's supposed to be another all-day rain event and flood warning are up in my area.

Now, like Jake has said before, I, too, love a gentle, warm spring rain. This was not. It was cold and down-right miserable. I stopped at CVS to pick up a prescription before going home for lunch. I had a warmed up bowl of the Senate Bean soup, BTW. Excellent and I didn't even add any salt!!!

I started composing a poem this morning. I'm not sure why, but I was somehow struck by the image of an unattended cigarette and how the ash grows longer and longer and then finally falls off. I tweaked it off and on all day long and then posted it to one of my poetry groups. I got a couple of fantastic comments for feedback, so I felt it was safe to post. When I came home tonight, I did (I may also post their comments myself as they don't know about this website). It's called "and Dust to Dust," BTW.

I called my friend B___ to apologize for not making it to the funeral home on Sunday. He said he understood and he would give his wife my condolences. He also said he did, indeed, run into my brother Carl.
Jesus, I missed two important funeral home visits!

Okay, so it was almost 6:30 PM and I needed to make some dinner (I am falling asleep too damn early with the Daylight Savings time change thing to make dinner at 8:00 PM).

As I am sure you remember, I don't like eating the same thing twice in a row. So, tonight I took a hamburger patty, topped it with the rest of the caramelized onions and warmed that up in the microwave. I ate it with steak sauce and a side dish of the boxed mac & cheese.

I watched some taped TV shows but, sure enough, started dozing off around 9:00 PM. So, I gave up and went to bed.