An Essay A Week

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Pinnacle Grill, 2010, Copyright G.

Yesterday and Today Himself: As his company expands, bosses are shuffled. He met his new boss yesterday. The new boss asked him to do less, and G asked not to be sent north as a trip to Escondido puts an hour-plus hole in his caseload. Herself: Started with the new drugs. Little coughing, no cough meds at night, and two coughs this morning. Did the pool yesterday with G at 0630, and that fits well with a class at 9.

The Tuesday writing class is vastly smaller than the Wednesday workshop, and selfishly I can read almost any time I attend. Last week I read the rewritten Semi/Mac truck bit. Yesterday I read a much worked over version of the Black Pants blog entry. I didn’t think it had much punch to it, but I wanted to bring something to read. I was much surprised to find the whole crew laughing as I read.

The saga of a fat lady shopping appealed to everyone, and the comments on Plus Size and Fat Ladies clothes actually got them laughing so loud I had to laugh myself. One lady asked me if I had been channeling Erma Bombeck, and another commented that I hit the nail on the head with my clothing comments.

Here I had thought that it wasn’t very well written and lacked a punch at the end. I came home much heartened with only one or two small changes to make. Very encouraged by all this, I immediately leapt into an essay version of the Brown Derby Cobb Salad. I have a whole week to reinvent that piece and make myself laugh about salad. I am going to keep the recipe at the end.

One error I made was due to my active forgettery. No header. No name. No blog address. No email. No date. I use the Blogger address rather than the OD URL as many folks can’t get to OD nor can they leave notes. Hiding my head in shame, the first thing I did when I got home was to add the header at the top. Of course I forgot to add pagination, but, ya know, the header is progress.