On the fly...

Late night, and it's only 8:30... since it was 21 degrees (69F) I took the dog for a run. 1 hr, and I'm exhausted, he's exhausted, and I've got a guest coming verra verra soon for dinner.

Balsamic chicken in oven, the wine sauce to go on it is simmering, and the salad is ready, baked potato in the oven, and my nap? Not coming soon enough.

Ah well..

Claris I detest you in a special, special Zoom-ridden way. I have at least 3 more years before I can have a Zoom Zoom. (Congrats!)

And now, a power-nap. 9pm is coming much too soon.