Today's lunch was more or less a bunch of leftovers thrown in a bag and toted to work for assembly. I had made Zucchini Parmesan Squares (gluten free) and they did not rise as much as hoped. I believe it's the homemade baking powder, as everything I've made with it has been rather flat. However, it tastes great, so I declared it thick bread and made my first tomato sandwich of the summer. With my one ripe tomato.
I am trying to get my mind organized for the coming week, which is lining up to be a humdinger. Today is normal. Tomorrow I pick up my sister at the crap of dawn for our annual trip to the NH Craftsman (people) Fair. It is a two hour drive and we arm ourselves with lattes and chatter the whole trip - it is a great time to work out the intricacies of family matters and just have fun. This year, it is also her birthday. Wednesday, a whole crew is coming up to the office from the city to work out the impending (or eventual) move. Thursday I race around on my lunch hour to deliver dog stuff to the rescue I work with. Friday, I get to meet Els' husband in a town not too far from work for dinner! He has been cycling with a group on a northern route from Oregon to Boston. It's been fascinating to follow them via their daily journal. Kees is the only cycler with a yellow-framed bike. I haven't seen him for over 11 years either, so this will be a wonderful opportunity to catch up.
I may collapse from all the socializing on the weekend. Or clean out my upright freezer and put it on Craigslist. If I don't redirect some of the tsunami of items that have been cast upon me soon, I may collapse under the weight of it all - real or psychic.