I just couldn't get into it last night; too many distractions. Ben (the dog, not the founding father) was so excited about my going on the porch around 1 a.m. that he was pawing me and trying to egg me on to play. Rowdy young barely legal aged kids walked by, as usual talking loudly as I noticed barely legal aged kids do, still believing they are the center of the world and that anyone in the vicinity would probably want to watch their performance of "Life: starring Me!"
So I cut a bit of sage and bundled it up to make a smudge stick because my last one is half-way used up.
I am off to paint scenery (I love it! I never get to work on that big a canvass at home!). I will be back later.
But I just wanted to say, the bloating is down, and I'm down another pound.
I will try again tonight when I get home and if I am successful I will report.