blue artichoke

Today I had more time to devote to cleaning out another room, but not much ambition. It's just so hot. So, I cleaned out our bedroom, specifically the storage bags of my winter clothes under the bed. It's easy to get rid of sweaters and jeans when you're sweltering and sweating profusely (see, we don't have central air-conditioning). It's also easy to get rid of winter clothes in the early summer, because by the time cold weather rolls around, you don't remember what clothes you had last season. I only went through my own stuff, and organized the movies and videotapes that occasionally pile up around the tv.

Then I showered and patted on powders and applied face peels and moisturizers. I'm still working through the various beauty products found in the bathroom. Now I keep catching whiffs of a powdered and perfumed old lady, and realize it's me. When I was last in TN, Blue Grilled Cheese and I talked about what we'd be like when we're old. I'm hoping to hide things from people; BGC wants to accuse people of stealing things from her. Combine the two senilities, and we'd be so busy hiding and accusing that we'd forget that we're old.

Dinner last night: not actually the mango panko chicken, et al, but grilled steaks and artichoke ravioli
Dinner tonight: mango panko chicken, artichokes, cornbread