Napping

I’m not at work this week which is really great because I can’t stand this end of year wandering about that we usually have to put up with because we can’t start anything new. I’m fighting off a nap because I believe naps should only occur in the afternoon.

Yesterday the better-half had a birthday and all is right in the world because he’s once again registering as a year older than me. We went out to dinner and I had an eggplant napoleon which is something that I’m going to have to re-create as soon as our eggplant finally produces. When it came time to pay the check, the better-half was pulling out his wallet when I had to remind him that I was treating. Yeah, it’s all the same money, but I can sign a credit card slip occasionally. And, on that subject, there was something wrong with the restaurant’s machine and so they had to run it through one of those old metal things…remember those? You hand write everything except the name of the restaurant and the imprint from the raised numbers on your card. It was like visiting 1986.