The temperature is 23 degrees. It's a sunny day. The snow is almost totally melted.
There is supposed to be a "soaking" rain all day Sunday, which makes me wonder what it is going to soak into, since the ground is frozen, and the water table is very high right now.
Looks like winter for this part of Virginia is over for the year.
The Indianapolis Colts will probably lose come Saturday night, since the idiots that run the team wouldn't allow them to have a perfect season. If I were a player and had a chance at a perfect season and they took it away from me for no good reason I would lose the desire to perform at my best, and if that cost an otherwise should-have-been victory, so what. I'd just have that many more weeks of vacation, and I'd still be paid a ridiculous amount, regardless.
Powerball starts here the end of January. I'll donate to that as well as donating my meager funds to the Virginia Lottery. Odds of winning are astronomical, but, someone will win, and if I don't play, I'll never even have the chance of winning.
I have worked on my book and have the base for a new start to it. I have written it, and will now let it bounce around in my subconscious as I move the rest of the book to the new version, and modify the structure as I go. I want it ready by the end of February.
In the meantime I will rework the short story and look for someplace to send it.
I should finish reading "The Angel's Game" next week, so I can then move on to yet a new book. I am more than halfway finished reading Don Quixote. Have no idea when I will complete that one. I have begun reading "To Serve Them All My Days" by R.F. Delderfield (British). It was first published in 1972, back far enough to the time when people actually enjoyed reading good stories that did not contain descriptive sex and violence.
I find that as I get older, being married to someone who comes from a large, close knit family, that any time the phone rings one becomes anxious, wondering if the caller is calling to inform about a death in the family. This has not happened for some time, and has happened several times in the past. It's just that, as big as the family is, and the fact that we're all getting older, there will come a time when the calls begin coming in on an all to frequent basis.
The calls will be from my wife's family, as there are no older members left on my side, with the exception of my mother. All her siblings have passed, as have their spouses. My sister passed away ten years ago, already, my father almost 40 years ago. It almost makes me want to rid myself of the phone, not that that would make any difference.
We are going to walk to Panera's for lunch today. It's a good three mile round trip, but it is sunny and pleasant out, and we can have soup, a salad, or something light once we arrive. Last night, we ate at a place called "Mosaics", which is probably one of my favorite places to eat. They have excellent food at a very reasonable price, and one can even order a half size of most dishes, which is an aid in trying not to overeat. I love their salmon! Last night, I had that, cranberry cole slaw, and smashed taters with herbs and a light coating of cheese! Excellent combination of flavors! I have yet to have anything there that I did not enjoy.
The thing I notice about eating in local restaurants versus chain restaurants is that most of the food in the local places have dishes that have unique flavors, whereas if one goes to a chain restaurant, I have found that most of the dishes taste the same, regardless of what one orders. Probably because the food is all prepared at some gigantic place to save money, frozen, and then shipped to wherever where it is thawed out, heated, and served. Although, the meats are probably thawed and cooked locally, still having been frozen and received versus purchased fresh and locally.
Richmond definitely has some excellent local restaurants! And we never tire of trying new ones...
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