Picky Eater?

SO.. my menu for dinner tonight:
1 pork chop and 1 salad with raspberry dressing
Ok, right? Nothing too strange there.
A glass of red wine. Still not too weird.

And then I realize that I am still hungry and I am in desperate need of a pimento cheese sandwich. Because sometimes nothing will suffice except pimento cheese. Nothing.

It is a bit interesting with the red wine, but not bad-interesting.

I am on L's computer at the moment, with Barney the yellow lab guarding the door. He loves to lie in the doorway like a big yellow sphinx or sit like a gargoyle, while the other dog, Denver, grins like an idiot and tries to lick everything in the room simultaneously.

It must be great to be a dog.

Funniest thing I heard all day:

A coworker reading the riot act to the supply salesman because the new chair she ordered doesn't work. The height doesn't adjust properly, so you sit down, you hit the floor. You stand up, the chair rises with your butt. It s most bizarre.

So today wasn't so funny. Better luck tomorrow.