And, It Finally Rained

Lovely picture.  If this street was anywhere near me, I would make plans, each day, to be there to admire the colors.  I like how all the cars are silver or black.  It's nice when the residents "get with" the color scheme.

Today was "supposed" to be 84 and blazing hot and sunny.  Instead, it was cloudy until about 10 minutes after we closed at work and then the thunder and lightning made it all very interesting just before the sky opened and dropped buckets of water.  It's Art Walk night and the streets were lined with lots of people, wandering from site to site.  Some were buying ice cream.  I was waiting at the railroad crossing (a train was making it's way thru Town) to turn into the grocery store.  Where I parked and waited for a break in the rain.  It came and I walked inside.  The sky opened a second time.  And a third, right as I was cashing out.  My walk to the car?  Not a drop of rain falling.  Two co workers are attending a birthday party in a field with tents tonight.  Oh, dear.

Riley was happy to see me.  I fed him and we went out to get the newspaper from the box by the curb. Now, after forcing me to pat and scratch his ears while I read blogs, he is sleeping under my feet.

I had the BEST breakfast this morning.  A few tweaks with the eggs (yolks were over cooked) and I have something I can make and eat all weekend.  Bacon, 3 eggs, cheese. All on top of one slice of fried eggplant.  It's better than toast.  This is why I had to stop at the grocery.  To get bacon.

I also bought baby spinach.  Last night I went to dinner with 8 of my co workers  (a farewell dinner for A) and had the BEST dinner and a margarita.  The weekly special.  An eggplant stack.  If I remember correctly (I meant to call the restaurant for the description in the menu)  it was baby spinach, ricotta cheese, tomato sauce, spinach, eggplant and mozzarella.  Spinach was in there twice.  Really good. Sort of a deconstructed vegetable lasagna with the fried eggplant starring as the "noodles".  The eggplant doesn't need to be fried but the breadcrumbs make it more substantial.  My usual cheat.  Breadcrumbs.

I am making my way through Bringing Up The Bodies.  Not as good as Wolf Hall.  Written too quickly.  The story is excellent but it needs more padding.  Reading like an outline.  I liked all the description and dialogue of Wolf Hall.  This seems, less. Diminished.  Makes me sad.

I met a member of that Art Club I had such high hopes for.  She remembered me and we talked about the 10 by 10.  Perhaps I was too quick to give up on Art Club?  It seems like this 10 by 10 has been a real eye opener for me.  Deborah, you were right.  This might be the change or chance I need. Some times the things that really change us are so offhand at first. Unplanned.

Well, it's time for a shower and then I'll make something for dinner.  Read my book.  Scratch Riley's ears.  And I'll hope it keeps raining. Softly.