If life were a Rex Stout novel, it would be called Misery in Triplicate. Work stinks; I get out late and traffic stinks, I have to walk dogs after dark and no jogging first, which stinks, and I have to clean up the dog's diarrhea from last night and that truly stinked; now I find my Winzip has somehow been updated to a trial version--when did that happen?
Forget it--I'm switching to 7zip. But it looks like I'll have edit the registry to get rid of WinZip...eventually. I'll brute-force it off of here.
Somehow, in spite of all my optimism on Sunday, I have still not managed to finish reading the very first book on my list. Maybe today. Meanwhile I can enjoy the memory of my weekly cooking adventure...
Seafood
Pasta Primavera
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Peas with mushrooms and other good stuff.
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