Last night I went to abs class and when I came out it was snowing…the slushy stuff sliding down the windshield under the lights of the parking lot.
Then I came home and broke my new eating pattern (more about that later–it’s a little interesting) with a bowl of cream-cooked grits with a pool of butter on top along with a glass of wine. It was lovely. It was too late in the evening. I have had a stomach ache ever since. I won’t do that again, at least for a few weeks until I forget how bad it makes me feel. Dumb Marj. Forgetful Marj. Make-a-new-list Marj.
Sorry…best I can do…a windshield in the parking lot photo.