I can't believe it is only Wednesday. This has been a sorry-ass week and it seems like it should be Saturday. Nothing specifically horrible, just totally and generally sucky. W4D and I are both working too hard and under pressure and we are trying to get adjusted to having the kidlet back home for a semester after four years of an empty nest. Plus, it finally feels like August and I abhor summer. It's just plain effin' sucky.
The only civilized part of the day lately is our cocktail hour. I make sure I get some relief between 6:00 and 7:30 pm before I whip up dinner. I've decided life without martini's is too dreadful to bear. I also always have fresh flowers in the house. There are some things I refuse to do without and flowers, cocktails and tasty munchies in a civilized manner must be included in my daily routine. It helps me to put up with the bull-crap I endure every day. W4D has come to expect it, too. Seems we can get through all the bull shit and fluff all the assholes all day long if we know that we will have an hour or two of a more gentle time together in the evening before dinner.
Cocktails last night were vodka martini's
with smoked oyster canapés.
The flowers are red and gold gladiolus.
Smoked Oysters on English water biscuits
with roasted peppers, the best virgin olive oil
and fresh lemon oregano from my herb pot.
I can't remember what dinner was.
I bet it was good.