First off…..I survived the super blue blood moon, and it was a rough one. I woke up at 2:30am yesterday and was in some type of sleep limbo…it was horrible. Last night….I slept like the dead and it felt awesome! Nothing…no dreams…no weirdness waking me up…just a beautiful hard sleep.
Yesterday I met an old friend for lunch. We both worked at a Mexican restaurant back in the day, I was in high school and she was in college. We have reconnected a few times over the years but not to this extent. We were at the restaurant for two hours, just talking away. She is starting a lifestyle magazine and wants to focus on some local peeps…including me. Whoa! I am smaller than the little guy so I take this as a huge honor. I’m not sure what may come out of it, but I will take that shot.
I was surprised at what I remembered and what I forgot. I couldn’t bring myself to buy Crisco so I used butter and after all of the practicing I had limp icing. It was still fun though. I think I will keep my decorating supplies,although the food coloring needs to be purged. I know that the coloring I have is at least fifteen years old if not older so it’s definitely past it’s prime. I really like the girl that gave the class. My teacher all of those years ago was a stickler for the rules…prim …proper….no bending. This girl who doubles as a trauma nurse was laid back and a much better teacher. She even gave me a refresher on the rose, which wasn’t so hard this time. It was my nemesis back in the day so I am grateful that it came back fairly easy this time. I should have taken a picture before I tried to move it, darn tasty pure butter icing.
It’s been an eventful couple of days for me and tomorrow is the hump day of winter. It doesn’t matter what Punxsutawney Phil has to say….there is a light in the end of my Winter…..Zia