He probably knows I'm gonna blog this...

[serene]

...and so I will. :-) I'm sitting here eating chips with the most gorgeous salsa that someotherguy made. Fresh cherry tomatoes, red corn (bought it on the cob -- it's yellow with reddish-brown dots, so pretty), jalapenos, and onions (red and yellow). No cilantro or garlic, so it's different from his usual salsa (which also rocks socks), but I'm loving it. Thanks, love!

In other gratefulness this week:

Thank you, stonebender, for paying my water bill this month so I wouldn't go into the hole, and for the way-cool spaceship pen, and the way-cool clicky-counter thingy. (The water bill comes to the neighbors, and only every other month, so it's somehow easier for me to completely space it.)

Thank you, sogwife, for the lovely dinner you cooked last night. It was much appreciated, even though I felt bad that I hadn't gotten the kitchen clean for you first. Yummy yum. Thanks!

Thank you, mommaduck, for laying some grocery money on us so we could buy tomatoes, corn, and the all-important coffee. And thank you for what you said on the phone. I was so tired and vulnerable, and you made me feel better, just like Marilyn says. [1]

Thank you, cassidyrose, for your very sweet thank-you card. (Yes, I know no thank you is necessary for a thank-you card, but I don't think Miss Manners will mind.)


[1] -- Marilyn vos Savant, when asked how she cheers herself up, lists four steps. Quoting from memory: "(1) I call my mother; (2) She tells me I'm perfect; (3) I don't believe her; and (4) I feel better anyway."