I take my first cup of coffee with a healthy
pour of half and half and three sugars.
(I’m explaining the method to my madness.)
That cup is with breakfast. As is an 8-oz glass
of Life Change Super Strength tea, which I
started to drink about a gallon ago. Twice a
day. Friend recommended. We shall see.
Cold, not hot. Supposed to be an ongoing
mild detox among other benefits. I hope, I
hope! If she doesn’t want a second cup or
if the pot shows four to six cups, I’ll put it
in my thermos for later. Later is now. This
is now. Mid-morning, when I’m dying for a
second cup of anything! (Not really.) But
today is different. I have to make a Home
Depot run before instead of after my
appointment at one, because I want to
walk Thunderbird about three today. (I
said I wasn’t go to tell you ahead of time,
but I did.) Some health issues persist but
I must push through it. But, if there is
less than a cup of coffee left, I’ll have tea
mid-morning and with lunch instead. I
told her I’ll probably pass on my cheap
lunch at my usual place. I didn’t feel great
after my last lunch there. It is one of those
ma and pa stores. True you got to keep
overhead down, but when they cut up the
chicken and it is not recognizable at all,
you know, you can’t even guess from
whence it came, it is time for me to move
on. When I get chicken fried rice at the
spot near home, I can tell it is a good cut
of chicken breast. Not so at the other; it
may as well be mystery meat. So much
for that. Got to get moving now. I may
miss my mid-morning coffee window
altogether. I think my to-do list for today
is too long. More disruption than normal
for me. Life comes with chaos; I just
don’t like to add to it. I missed my coffee
window, so I left early and went to for
fried rice close to home. I ordered chicken
fried rice from their lunch special menu.
It was on my brain before I walked in.
He brought me a tall glass of water with a
piece of lemon floating at the top. He
brought me a small bowl of egg drop soup.
It comes with all the lunch specials. It had
the thickness common to egg drop soup,
but had ample goodies in the soup. I read
my Kindle during soup. I read some samples
recently but haven’t gotten around to buy
the books. So I read an old e-book freebie.
My old friend Sherlock Holmes. Been a
while. I started Adventure II: The Red
Headed League. The fried rice was next.
A simple, classic fried rice with green
onion, a few bean sprouts, some egg, and
chicken. White meat only. Lovely for
reading. And two fried Crabmeat Rangoon,
too. The taste of cream cheese is always a
given; maybe a crab ran through the
kitchen. Not sure on that one. Fun to read
Sherlock Holmes for a change; I needed a
break. I took my last bite; my check
appeared. With tax $5.79. I’ll add a tip.
Can’t beat that with a stick! I looked at
the ticket. Stamped 11:15:32. I thought
I ate slowly. Guess not. 11:40 now. I didn’t
hurry or so I thought. As far as I’m
concerned, I lunched at 221B in June of
1890 with Sherlock, Dr. Watson, and their
odd red-haired guest. The server was Fong.
He’s new. I haven’t been in for a while.
Poet, Writer, US Army (Retired)
I dreamed of writing when I was a youngster. The love of books and writing may have helped to dull the pain of severe sexual abuse as I was sexually abused by two men at my father’s place of work from age 8 to 12 or so. I learned about this for the first time when I was 50 years old. So, as a boy, reading was the only place I had to go to. My fantasy world was better and safer than my real world. I loved reading and writing.
Reading books and writing poetry are a joy to me still and are an important part of my life. (See my About Me page on my blog for the complete profile.)