I spent the morning talking to my sister in law in England on yahoo. So great – she was going to bed and my day was just beginning. Years ago when Dave went to the US on a month long biz trip, I never heard from him the whole time he was away and the day before he arrived home, I received a post card from him saying he had driven to Yosemite for the day. It is just unheard of these days not to hear from someone close to you for a whole month!!
I spent the whole day in the apartment – finished my ghost book, did my washing now that I know which buttons to push! I did not cook, even though it was Dave’s birthday. I have lost my ability to cook here. I cannot find ginger still and there are hundreds of black sauce bottles – which is the soy sauce?? grrrr! And I only have two pots and one frying pan. When my spices and curry stuff comes, I may be inspired again.
We went out for pizza and beer at the Dog House. It is a very small restaurant and Dave supplies the owner with a bottle of very deathly hot sauce every now and then. We have a few bottles here at the apartment, compliments of the White Buffalo in Truckee. It is so hot – you have to use the tip of the chopstick to “dot” it on your pizza. We did not stay too long there – left after Dave had two beers – too smoky for me – ugh koff koff!!