This Friday night I’m making soup, chicken vegetable soup, because I’m sick and there’s no one to make it for me.
Last night while shopping for the ingredients, I realized that I’m a cracker snob. I need great crackers with my soup, or tuna salad, or whatever. Ordinary just won’t do. No Ritz, no Club, no Saltines, no Townhouse. I need crackers with substance and flavor. The best my local grocer had were Breton Garden Vegetable. I haven’t been to Trader Joe’s in a month or so, so I’m all out of the extra special ones.
I think I’m going to make cornbread muffins to go with the soup tonight anyway. That’s the way Granny would do it.
Parliament is in town tonight. I’m supposed to go see them, but I’m not feeling up to it. I hope I muster the strength. And then there’s a free jazz festival all day tomorrow. I really want to go to that. A bunch of other artists and Spyo Gyra will be there. I’m so attracted to free. Guess which one I’m picking if I have to choose?
Otherwise, I want to sleep this weekend. This has been a stressful week. There’s craziness with ex stuff going on that I haven’t mentioned, but I need to decompress. Big. Time.
Have a good weekend!