I thought this would be the Easter Sunday when I get to prepare a lovely dinner for Mark and Daisy…and enjoy a relaxing celebration of Spring, the Lord and all that jazz.
Well, I fit in plenty of relaxing with a long nap in the middle of the day. Then I spent the early evening hours with my yoga practice and reading headlines. I hope these morning rituals will fool my body into waking up for my graveyard shift. Instead of enjoying the Easter holiday, I’m getting ready for work. Hello to the lonely hours in the newsroom, the scanner harping about mothers, sons, fathers and daughters smacking themselves around like a Jerry Springer show and guzzling 6 cups of coffee to stay awake until sunrise.
Bottom-line: I’m a team player, willing to step off my night shift to cover the morning show. Plus, some people were not cut out to be journalists.
Let’s move on to some happier thoughts, pictures and flavors.
A happy moment from my morning, Daisy trying out her snazzy new shirt from my sister-in-law and family in Cali. She loves it! She really does!
Now with any fashinonista who did not get to pick out her own clothing, Daisy showed some resistance to her hip new shirt.
Daisy finally agreed with her mommy that the shirt fit nicely.
Last night, we had some tasty Cajun food in Kansas City. This is Mark’s seafood platter from Jazz: A Louisiana Kitchen. According to the sign, the oyster bar on site has been around since 1933. I loved dipping the fried oysters and shrimp in the tangy cocktail sauce. Mark enjoyed his hush puppies: sweet and savory.
A few weekends before, we did dinner at Zen Zero. I was quite happy with these Singapore Noodles: fresh, nutty plus some tasty fried tofu pieces.
On St. Patrick’s weekend, we took a detour to Council Grove. This is what’s left of an 80-foot tree where Native Americans and White settlers made a pact. They agreed not to kill each other as the wagons traveled down the Santa Fe Trail. The 80-foot tree was called “Council Grove.”
We missed the St. Paddy’s parade in Emporia. So we did Guinness and pool at Natasha’s. I had a fantastic game and I was one ball away from winning….then I decided to scratch on the eight ball. It was like the luck of the Irish came back and bit me in the butt.
Memories of my night shift. On Fridays, we often went out to lunch before my shift. This is one tasty chicken torta from El Charros in Topeka. Heavy on the onions but I still liked the yummy chicken pieces, lettuce and special sauce. It tasted special…just like my night shift.
Back to getting ready for work.
I personally think she looks lovely in her new shirt. Perhaps I am a little bit biased.
You and your dog clothes! 😛
That’s my fav. dish at Zen Zero, by the way. I also have them leave the egg and onion out, and go easy on the curry. It makes a difference! Really!
Hang in there. Being a team player will always pay off.
Yummy fried cat fish… Always great with a good Sauvignon Blanc from Mr. Mondavi.