There are those moments. Yesterday I couldn’t write worth beans, and after a day of producing gar-bage, the moment came when I deleted everything I’d struggling with….kapow. It was all a pedantic and emotionless string of words in the guise of poetry. Nothing worked. Instead, I pulled up and adapted a blog entry that you all had liked. It works.
Then I made nacho’s. I’ve never made them before. Don’t laugh. I can say with all honesty that I’m not a successful nacho maker. And I can add that leftover nachos are a soggy, sorry mess. We can eat out.