Has a sweet tooth.

He’s the new host of “Let’s Make a Dill”.

The word of the day is: Pickle.

(If you couldn’t tell.)

[ pik-uhl ] noun a cucumber that has been preserved in brine, vinegar, or the like. Often pickles. any other vegetable, as cauliflower, celery, etc., preserved in vinegar and eaten as a relish. something preserved in a brine or marinade. a liquid usually prepared with salt or vinegar for preserving or flavoring fish, meat, vegetables, etc.; brine or marinade. verb (used with object), pick·led, pick·ling. to preserve or steep in brine or other liquid. to treat with a chemical solution, as for the purpose of cleaning.

Yesterday was a day of wanting to go back to bed.

Workout was all cardio leg day.

With a burnout round.

And a core round.

The morning was a little groggy, but I was functioning.

Then I actually ate food for lunch.

Whereas I normally just have some fruit and a protein shake.

Nope.

Ate food.

Then proceeded to fall asleep every time I stopped moving for more than five seconds.

Until I ate dinner.

Then I was ready for bed.

I read zero books yesterday.

I did manage to fumble my way through a Monday NYTimes crossword.

Today is a day of working on little projects.

I’m moving bricks with Nicky the Cook.

I’m repotting my snake plant/mother-in-law’s tongue/St. George’s sword/viper’s bowstring hemp.

I’m installing a new threshold on the basement door to hopefully help with the flooding.

And then I’m reading the rest of the day.

Tomorrow I think the books are clear so I’ll nap and read the rest of that day too.

Rrrrright.

Anywho, I need coffee if I’m gonna get anything done.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC