Shall we get the banal in right from the start? I worked all day Friday lifting, moving, dealing with the GenPop in all of their unpleasant ways. While we both may be masked, it is not necessary to get within inches of me when we are discussing your mouse-killing needs. You may be comfortable with closeness from your Sub-Continent upbringing. Me, I like plenty of space between us. When I back away it is social distancing, no need to step into the breach. Here is another hint. That guy/gal at your big box home center has no clue. They read the label just as you could. The TV ads might want you to think they are experts. They have just answered the same questions repeatedly.
Yesterday we went to watch granddaughter #1 play soccer. It was hot and humid. Some friends came down for the evening. Laughs and euchre were on the schedule.
Today, I’m going to throw a small pork shoulder on the smoker. Chunks of apple and hickory are already soaking to make a thick, hot smoke. I’m not sure what else we will have, maybe some homemade potato salad.
I have had that song Brandy (you’re a fine girl) by the band Looking Glass stuck in my head for a week. Please, please make it stop.
There, you are all caught up on the mundane that makes for content around here. I hope you have a great Sunday.