Log in

No account? Create an account

Previous Entry | Next Entry

Oh, my eyes!

I just ran over a cup of polenta grits to Evoria, and when I walked into the kitchen (she'd told me to walk on in), I was treated to the sight of a man's back with Miss Bess kneeling before him.


It was only half a second before I realized that she was sewing another neighbor's pants, but it was ever so briefly disturbing.

In other news, I'm going to take the ricotta that Shog made and mix it with chopped jalepeños so that I can add it to a muffin batter. I think he'll like that.

P.S. Apparently, Miss Bess knew what things looked like. Evoria just called me, and all she did was laugh (before thanking me for the grits). :P


Aug. 30th, 2016 12:20 am (UTC)
I'm glad that you're amused. :D

I hope that I'm still as flexible and sharp-eyed as Miss Bess is when I reach her age.

P.S. I forgot to say that I'd love to read more about your life!

Edited at 2016-08-30 12:41 am (UTC)