Well heck. I had one lunch date planned, then canceled, a different lunch date planned, that canceled. So, fine, I'll just stay in and eat. I have tentative dinner plans but he hasn't been confirmed. I'm very glad I have a free place to stay, but I need distraction from here too. Plus, my dad's wife's nephew is here for the next few days too. He is in his early 20's and doesn't talk. I mean, he can. He just chooses not to. Which makes things all the more awkward. Right now he is in the kitchen eating his lunch and I don't feel like dealing with him, so I'm waiting and hoping he leaves some food for the rest of us.

Things I can't say elsewhere: I hope it wasn't my friend who made up the "Kiss Goodbye to MS" campaign, because I feel like that phrase is super awkward.

Ugh, Suzi, that sounds awkward. May he not locust the fridge.

H is cooking a pot of pintos today--the scent is driving me crazy, but we'll wait till tomorrow to eat them, so they can sit in the fridge overnight. They taste better the next day. For tonight, there's cracker-thin crust frozen spinach pizza with added black olives, mushrooms, crumbled turkey sausage, sliced mozzie, garlic, basil, and fennel.

Day after tomorrow's dinner will be chicken breast chunks quick stir-fried in olive oil with garlic, ginger, onion powder, black pepper, thyme and rosemary, steamed, and then seared in the pan glaze, served with dilled ginger sweet potatoes and brown rice, with sliced raw apple and walnut pieces for dessert. Nom.

That all sounds delicious.

I hope it wasn't my friend who made up the "Kiss Goodbye to MS" campaign, because I feel like that phrase is super awkward.

Because it is super awkward. The normal way to say it would be Kiss MS Goodbye, no?

I am so unmotivated. Must motivate! Aaaaaah. Also must go get emissions testing for my car. And go pick up a book at the library.

Oh, crap, I was supposed to get my car smogged in December and I keep forgetting.

ETA Shoot, and I need the notice to see if I need to go somewhere special because my car is old. I probably do.

I feel proud because I actually made a Bertolli meal soup from last night last for two meals with the help of salads. Usually I finish one of those things off by myself in one sitting.

The normal way to say it would be Kiss MS Goodbye, no?

I would have thought! And I think it works better as a hashtag, even. But what do I know? I am no social media expert! (You can tell because I still call it "social media" instead of just "social.")

That all sounds amazing, Beverly.

Good for you, Matt!

I really want Buffalo chicken dip for dinner, but the chicken is still raw, so I think it will just be Buffalo chicken bits. Still delicious!

(You can tell because I still call it "social media" instead of just "social.")

People don't call it social media anymore? Huh.

So, lunch has been had. He only minorly locusted. My dad came up from his office (downstairs) and in our conversation he shared that nephew is just awkward. Nice to know it isn't me. Actually, dad said "[nephew] doesn't give a s*h*i*t about anything other than music". Yes, he spelled shit. Dad, you are 77. You can curse, even if front of your daughter. I promise I won't be shocked.

At least "shit" which I say every day.