I am drinking cheap baileys for the first time today. It is 5:12pm and I will skip dinner. I had hot and sour soup at 3pm. It is a Joy of Cooking recipe, one I have been making for 25 years, but tonight, and now, hubby does not like it anymore. Ah ahah. I had not made it in months. I will make him a turkey sandwiche with mushroom soup tonight. That is what I had while he was away at the dogs park. 

The Hindi radio station is playing. Or Turkish, I am not sure actually suddenly. I think it is in Punjabi. I just checked online the station. ConnectFM, an ethnic voice, says the ad. 

The week end went by so quickly. I was festive Friday night but stayed relatively austere the rest of the week end, save for a bit of weed. BJG and the dogs have been gone for over an hour. They should turn up any time soon. It is the dog park frenzy at this time, the 4-5pm walk. I never go: I dislike the fenced in dog park. There can be up to 30 dogs at times there. It gets pretty nuts. Especially on the week end. They have been gone for an hour and a half. It must be a great turn out like hubby would say.