Nothing to say

Hello, I don't really have anything to say. I hope everyone is doing well. I haven't officially planned a trip to Washington as of yet. I will soon though. I made a salsa yesterday. I used a traditional mochahete that I picked up from a Mexican restaurant by the name of La Tolteca. Yes I paid for it. They build the best burrito I have ever eaten from a commercial operation. In the salsa I used cerano, poblano, green onion, roma tomatoes, garlic, salt, pepper and lemon juice. Smash, Smash done. I tossed in about five cerano peppers thinking that they were mild, oops. Oh well it tasted great when you get over the small bon fire in your mouth. I made it a point to toast to the late Robert Mondavi. Though the 6 dollar bottle wasn't that great of a tribute. I figure he sold millions of those six dollar bottles. Sunday is the day I usually try to prepare my lunches for the work week. I will be making an American Goulash. What better way to clean out the pantry and ice box than to throw it all in the crock pot. That reminds me of the rotten steak I brought back to at least a zombie status with cider vinegar marinade. It was green! mmmmmm. I am off to Cosco with Tone the well known. I am looking for a storage shed for the back yard. We have a wheel barrow, garden tools garbage cans and a lawn mower. We need to free up space so Jen suggested we get one. Honey do guide lines also requre the installation of a contraption that would facilitate the efficient parking of a certain someones vehicle. Some call it a tennis ball on a string. Jen wants to cut Riley's balls off. I won't let her. What if she gets a taste for blood? What's next or should I say who. And on that note I'm off to the store. Love all because it feels right, Do good, why not? It's more productive and you don't get anxiety afterwards.

J