Well....looks like I blew it.
A high tea for 30 ladies on Wednesday afternoon, dinner for 160 today, plus the
restaurant. Just couldn't manage. Not enough solid time for my usual
omphaloskepsis (lovely little new favorite word...contemplating
one's navel as an aid to meditation...a very vital part of my writing practice,
I have discovered...)
We'll see if I can post up two later today? Maybe that will sort of count as
catching up.
My brain is swiss cheese.
All that I run on is fumes.
The words are buried.
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Always an awesome thing. Thanks, Mike–
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I like to knit my
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into navel yards
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Hey, the important thing is your business is coming along. 🙂
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Let’s hope so. Ask me again in a year…or two. The food biz is notoriously capricious. Longevity is hard-won and rare. Especially in this town, from what I hear…
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