Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Oh that's good. Oh that's bad.

Discovered a knuckle of rhubarb in the garden this morning.

Was told secrets by both sides. I asked one about the secret and they assumed the other had talked. Which they had, but I had not revealed that in my question. Have since vented my spleen and promised discretion no more.

Made plates and plates of spinach-ricotta-ravioli for dinner tonight.

Has back-to-back duty calls coming up soon.

Finished good work on a major project today.

Spent minimal time outside in the glorious spring.

Has a book going out into the world today. My character is charming. He will make friends, I hope.

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