Today I made a spectacular dinner, or supper for you mid-westerners. It consisted of almost all garden fresh ingredients and farmer's market finds: potato, rosemary, leek, and smoked gouda frittata; cherry tomato, mozerella and fresh basil salad; and fresh from the oven organic wheat bread. Since Keith was on call, I proceeded to cook the meal starting around 6:30pm thinking he would either be home soon, or I could cart a plate down to the hospital to him. Little did I know that Keith had already had a fantastic supper all his own! He had eaten at the annual JMMMMC (way too many Ms) picnic! Why did I not eat there too you ask? Because I forgot! And no one could alert me to the event because I am a hermit! I have been without cellular communication for 3 full weeks now. Being the cheapskates that we are, we also have no land line, so here I sat, alone, happily cooking leeks until they and I were both sweating.
I finally found out about the picnic when I bounded across the street to Dan and Amy's house and asked them to use the phone so that I could check on my husband.
Sigh.
Still, I bet my supper was better than his. And I had a lovely glass of Pinot Noir to boot.
I wonder if this is how farmer's wives used to live. Always a step behind. How did they ever get along without the dear cellular?
I am hoping that the 3 weeks less of cellular waves beaning my brain will be just enough to keep me below the tumor threshold.
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I miss your cell phone because it was the only way I had to talk to you. I miss you. Get a new cell phone.
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