I’m sitting here at the Coffee Beanery eating my second breakfast of the morning, a vegetarian omelette on a hefty ciabatta roll, and trying to think of what to write about gluttony, this week’s Red Dress Club‘s Red Writing Hood prompt. I can’t think of a word to say on the topic, but my daughter, the amazing blogger of My Pajama Days, is making me write because she says it’s important for me to write every day. I know that’s good advice, but like I said, I’m coming up empty.
We’re headed to the mall this morning. She needs shoes. Wedding thing. Wonder what we’re going to have for lunch there? I’m picturing a big, gooey pizza with maybe barbecued chicken on it? Or I could go healthy with a Caesar salad and a plate of chicken quesadillas. Guac but no sour cream. I am trying to be careful. I usually share meals with my husband, but since he’s back in Virginia and I’m here in Michigan, guess I get this one all to myself.
Anyway, on to the writing prompt. Focus, focus, focus. Hate it when my mind wanders. I keep seeing that big container of homemade spaghetti sauce my daughter took out of the freezer this morning for tonight’s meal. Love, love, love spaghetti! Hope she’s going to make garlic bread with it. And not the fake kind with the imitation butter spread and garlic powder. Needs to be real butter and fresh garlic.
I’ve had a great visit with my daughter this week. Let’s see if I can remember what we did. On Tuesday, when she picked me up at the airport, we went to lunch in downtown Brighton at that bakery. Fantastic bread! Wednesday we went to Ann Arbor and had lunch at Cafe Zola’s. Fabulous place! The only thing I didn’t like about it was that it had so many great choices, it was hard to choose. Then Thursday we ate breakfast out at Panera‘s and lunch out at Salsarita’s. Now that was a wonderful day! And today we’re eating breakfast out (wish I’d known that before I ate breakfast at the house, but don’t want to disappoint my daughter, so what the heck) and we’ll eat lunch at the mall. As I said, it’s been a very good visit. Oh, and we did some other stuff, too, though I can’t think of them at the moment. Think I spent some time with the kids.
I must be close to my 600-word limit, aren’t I? Still can’t think of a thing to write about on the subject of gluttony. Nada. Zippo.