Touching Base

Is totes one of those overused phrases.  You know, like totes.

But I use it all the time.

When I connect with colleagues, long-lost friends, or strangers I pass on the street.

And here I am tonight, touching base with you, dear readers.

I made manicotti.  It was good.  It wasn’t great.  But it wasn’t as difficult as I thought it would be.  Note to self: try again soon.

My husband knocked me off my feet the other night when he suggested we go to dinner.  If you don’t know us, then you might not know that this doesn’t happen.  We’ve been together for almost 10 years.  We don’t date anymore.  That’s kid stuff.  We do other things.


We watch Downton Abbey.  I’m sure you’ve heard of it by now.  Bite the bullet.  Start watching.  The show is seriously serious.  And it will make you speak in a British accent for several hours afterward.

Oh and I went to a cooking class, which I’ve always wanted to do.  It was totes amazing.  We made bleu cheese shortbread, spinach salad with berries and citrus vinaigrette, mushroom risotto with filet, and chocolate fondue.  It was a meal for the ages.

And that’s the latest.  You’re completely caught up.  We’ll be back to our regularly scheduled programming tomorrow.

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