Sunday

0556 AM. Still dark out there.

No mushroom cloud. Yet.
So far, so good.

Chores today.
And a nap.

Lazy Sunday Lunch.

Trigeminal neuralgia was acting up. Eating triggered small zaps.

A sensible person would have chosen cottage cheese and herbal tea.

I decided that if eating was going to hurt, it should be worth it.

Filet.
Broccoli.
Onion.
Red pepper.
Cut small. Briefly sautéed.

Washed down with a Guinness. Excellent.

Clematis

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