The sad and the good.

Oh, let's start with the frivolous. I finally had the smoked salmon and a sliced sweet onion (no bread because John bought me pioneer bread and you can just imagine how wholesome it tastes) in the middle of the night. And then I went to sleep.

( Bad news is bad. )

After the bad news, I jumped in the shower and knew I'd be cheered up by my regular Thursday evening silliness with Brian. Of course I did a fabulous job with my makeup and wore a really old curly fall. Brian showed up before 5:15 and we were flying over to his place. He told me tonight's show taping would be a mystery for me. He is so funny. I didn't guess the type of rice (it was Spanish). But I did guess saffron. Ha - you do not fool me, baby bro. But the little rat removed the label from a can. Yes, it was tomatoes - but they were diced. I'd guessed crushed.

He was making quick paella (onions, rice, red pepper and shrimp from a recipe on the back of the Uncle Ben's rice package). Of course, we both added our own improvements such as habanero powder and garlic. He also kept me in suspense because we couldn't watch ourselves during the taping. At least he served me the plate on camera. I took one bite and nearly moaned, then exclaimed about the heat. And happily took a second bite!

We then signed off on the episode and repaired to the couch to eat and watch the taping. P.S. My hair and fall gleamed. And we were both hilarious. After dinner, he retook a few promo shots of us dueling with kitchen utensils. And, then, alas, he drove me home. We talked a bit about his upcoming birthday party. Of course, he's keeping more secrets from me. But that's nothing new. Anyway, I'm exhausted from all of the sad stuff, so I really should crawl into bed and hug a pig.

The sad and the good.

Oh, let's start with the frivolous. I finally had the smoked salmon and a sliced sweet onion (no bread because John bought me pioneer bread and you can just imagine how wholesome it tastes) in the middle of the night. And then I went to sleep.

( Bad news is bad. )

After the bad news, I jumped in the shower and knew I'd be cheered up by my regular Thursday evening silliness with Brian. Of course I did a fabulous job with my makeup and wore a really old curly fall. Brian showed up before 5:15 and we were flying over to his place. He told me tonight's show taping would be a mystery for me. He is so funny. I didn't guess the type of rice (it was Spanish). But I did guess saffron. Ha - you do not fool me, baby bro. But the little rat removed the label from a can. Yes, it was tomatoes - but they were diced. I'd guessed crushed.

He was making quick paella (onions, rice, red pepper and shrimp from a recipe on the back of the Uncle Ben's rice package). Of course, we both added our own improvements such as habanero powder and garlic. He also kept me in suspense because we couldn't watch ourselves during the taping. At least he served me the plate on camera. I took one bite and nearly moaned, then exclaimed about the heat. And happily took a second bite!

We then signed off on the episode and repaired to the couch to eat and watch the taping. P.S. My hair and fall gleamed. And we were both hilarious. After dinner, he retook a few promo shots of us dueling with kitchen utensils. And, then, alas, he drove me home. We talked a bit about his upcoming birthday party. Of course, he's keeping more secrets from me. But that's nothing new. Anyway, I'm exhausted from all of the sad stuff, so I really should crawl into bed and hug a pig.