It was time to break into my private stock and make breakfast this morning. It was outstanding. And, since we have nothing but time. Read about this wonderous breakfast. It was a staple in my kitchen when Carlton was alive. He loved it because it was almost a sandwich and I loved it because it was breakfast no matter what time of day.
I made a video today – but my back is acting up. And it hurts too much to sit properly at my desk. Which is where I need to be to properly run Final Cut Pro.
Here is our much loved for the ambiance Fireside Restaurant. Currently serving as a storeroom. I wonder how much this whole room service thing is costing The Asylum? I am expecting a larger than usual increase in my monthly fees come this fall.
Gratitude
Grateful the food magically shows up outside my front (only) door.
Old women are sort of interesting to photograph. The problem is most old women don’t want to look like old women. Myself included. But, sometimes the photographer wins.
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