Feeling pretty rough

I feel like I’ve been pulled through the hedge backwards. Must get sleep!

Last thoughts...

1) Tomorrow I’m planning to make a feta-mint-pine nut pesto and serve it with grilled shrimp and grilled radicchio with toasted breadcrumbs. Bam! 2) I am also planning to make more Cherry-Cardamom jam.

3) Pickled chard stems and pickled green tomatoes will make a showing as well.

4) I thought I disliked Ann Coulter, but it has been confirmed: she is a smug, self-righteous, condescending woman with an awful laugh. And, I don’t believe her hair color is real.

5) Jack was up from 2-4:30 or so last night, and I with him, so a) I’m going right to bed, and b) I really, really, please, please, hope he doesn’t wake up at any point before 6:30 tomorrow morning.

Does anyone think this is bizarre as I do?

Seen on way home today at a church on Mass Ave: a large(!) sign reading NOW OPEN SUNDAYS. Really? Isn’t that the expectation? I hope that sign is referring to something else, but if so, they should really make that much clearer.