Satisfaction

Hey there.

I have a few minutes while my chicken is in the oven so I thought I'd write a quick note. I had a busy day today--department meeting after school, a make-up test, then grade catch-up for mid-quarter reports--and didn't leave school until 4:30. From there I went to the supermarket. I was craving Chinese food but then somehow settled on a big ol' salad, which I haven't had in a while. I am quite hungry, so how I am managing to let the salad (with romaine, carrots, cukes, tomato, red onion, craisins, bacon bits, egg) sit while it awaits chicken breast is frankly a miracle.

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You called while my chicken was in the oven and we had a few minutes to talk. Yay! But now I feel like I've nothing to write about, other than to follow up and let you know that my salad rocked. I ate every last bite. Nary a carrot shred or bacon bit was left in my bowl. None had a chance, cling as they might to the side of the bowl. After I talked to you, I called D back, and by the time I ate I was beyond hungry. It was so worth the wait. Yum yum yum.

I'm ready for bed but should try to get a few things done before I turn in. As you know, I go to Boston Thursday and come home Friday night with W, and I'm ready for neither my getaway nor my weekend here.

Hope J enjoyed his triple play haircut and that the concert left you as proud as you were when you dropped M off for his job orientation.

Love, Barb