Because Salad Eater works on Sundays, our Sunday holidays (like Father’s Day) are usually celebrated on Saturday, with a little runover to the day itself.
Therefore, when I got home from my long walk yesterday, I received a Father’s Day present (grinder attachment for my stand mixer–my hand grinder is a pain) and then I got my real present: reading time. I spent most of yesterday and a good part of today with a book.
Because I’m something of a pokey reader, I only finished one. Because it was next up, it was Turn Coat by Jim Butcher. It was fun stuff and in keeping with the previous novels. It’s very much in the summer tentpole action-fantasy movie style, with likable characters, a final act that covers a quarter of the story and sexy actresses for all the female roles. I enjoyed it, but then, I would say that, wouldn’t I? I’m sure you’ll hear kudos from others, so there’s no need to take my word for it.
Today was a day off from writing to plan the next section of the novel and have breakfast in bed. I had corned beef hash with poached eggs on top, and right now I’m drinking a tall glass of Rogue Arrogant Bastard Ale. Maybe I’ll get out the rowing machine tomorrow.
I’m going to sign off because it’s late and I have some more thinking to do. That grinder, though? It worked great. ‘Night.
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