Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware

I really didn’t want to hear those words.  Was it that late?  “I don’t know.  I’m busy.”  When I’m working on something, I hate to stop in the middle.  It has never occurred to him that I might want to finish what I’m doing before doing what he wants.  So I ignore him and keep working.  I was almost finished anyway.  What’s an extra 15 or 20 minutes?  What was I doing?  I was making my tunic pattern in another size.  I was hoping to use the same facings, but they just refused to fit.  I managed to cut new ones out of some scraps.  I headed to the kitchen and started digging around.  I found some small red potatoes that I had bought at a vegetable stand that had closed about a month so I figured it was time to eat them.  I washed and scraped them and put them in the microwave.  I found some frozen scallops which I thawed in the sink.  What about veggies?  Well, there’s leftovers and corn(Doug’s favorite).  I sautéed the scallops with a little butter, parsley, dill, onion, garlic and bacon.  They were good.  Doug dumped salsa on his.  He dumps salsa on just about everything.  Sometimes I wonder.