Maybe this time . . .

Tomorrow is Zeta's M's birthday. We are meeting at Deli Lane for breakfast. We wuv Deli Lane. I still haven't tried their cheese grits because they do regular grits so well that I can't make myself depart from them. Oh, the muffin, too. Last time, M advised us to begin with the (I think it was) Zucchini one. Goood advice.

Maybe someone else will order the cheesy grits and I can cadge a bite. Talk about having your grits and eating 'em, too . . .

It is still rainng.

Meat loaf is possible without green peppers. It was raining and so I got eggs at the drive thru of Farm Stores instead of a full bore shopping trip at Publix. Extra onions sort of make up for the missing peppers, anyway.

Remember September - no that's not it . . .

I had planned to make a meat loaf today. We had acquired ground chuck and onions. Very nice. Now if we had eggs and green peppers, we would be further along toward accomplishing things.

Tomorrow, I plan another excursion. We will see if I remember to make a list plus take said list along when I go. I think my eye drops are affecting my brain.

Not.

Dedication

We have lost a beloved family member. We cared for her at her home during her illness and have no regrets for dedicating ourselves to the task - difficult as it seemed at times.

Those who have done this sort of thing understand the small, everyday moments which mount up over time to months. One must agree to be there for the long haul.

Thank you, Lord, for allowing us to do this.