Random Notes from a Coughing Anxious Sandwich Life

1.  I hate coughs.  I hate cough drops.  I hate leg cramps.  I am amused by husbands who occasionally snore and when prodded and told to stop express utter shock that they could possibly be snoring and not somehow know it and stop on their own.

2.  All in all it was not a good night.

3.  I'm getting anxious about moving furniture and fitting the Bottle Rockets in.  We fit Kane Welch Kaplin in though so it should be just fine.  

4.  The spiced peanuts I made taste a bit odd.  It might be the cold though...everything kind of tastes odd.  Except dinner last night...it tasted perfect.  Ernie grilled some pork country ribs with just smoked paprika and salt and pepper.  I threw together chickpeas and asparagus with some of the peanut spices (smoked paprika, cumin, cardomon and black pepper) and tossed in in a hot pan til it was done.....and a side of strawberries that actually tasted like strawberries.