Today for lunch I had homemade tacos, with fresh lettuce and tomato, cheddar cheese, and spiced beef, served up in a hard corn shell. I always put a sweet-spicey tomato dressing on top rather than salsa.
Afterwards, I played with my cat, Zoe. She’s ten years old, a beautiful silver tabby, and still playful as a kitten. She has two green eyes, though one is turning brown.
Now I’m going back to working on my book. Later I might go for frozen custard.
(All of this is blogspeak for Up Yours, Newsweek.)
