Friday, November 20, 2020

Picture this — a night off

Seagulls at Colonel Samuel Smith Park in October
Photo: Barbara Muir © 2020
(We were as hungry as seagulls tonight.
We planned to eat in front of the TV, but
ate on the back porch in our winter coats.)
Here was the original plan : Tonight is going to devoted to eating pizza, eating
chocolate coated, vanilla and caramel drumsticks, and watching the TV series
we're watching until we can’t watch anymore.

The fellow at the store where I bought the pizza was upset when I said we were
having this treat because we were countering depression. He said, "Oh no this is
celebration food," as he put it in the oven. "I know," I said, "but we’re going into
lockdown again, and if we didn’t eat celebratory food we might be depressed about
that.  

As it is it will be an evening of pure pleasure, and I wish you the same. 

Postscript: I don't eat flour or sugar most of the time.  The double hit tasted 
amazing, but I won't be doing that again any time soon.  As for the TV, we
watched it all night, with a small break for a walk -- and that was wonderful.

Have a figuring out how to be happy anyway day.

2 comments:

  1. Eating outside in winter! How wonderfully romantic. ❤️ Nice way to get away without going far 😄😷🤗♥️❣️

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  2. Hi Evelyn,

    I don't know how romantic it is, it was cold. We were simply trying to get one last almost reasonable meal in before the snow -- which has hit today -- big time.

    If it's possible during lockdown we will go to our favourite park and walk, and feed the swans and geese. That's been our escape the whole time. Otherwise seeing your art always makes me happy.

    XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO Barbara

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