Not really, but I think I enjoy Won Ton soup the most when I’m feeling under the weather. The Chinese restaurant a block from here serve it scalding hot and the steam alone is worth the price when my head is stuffed, which it is right now.

My brother lives in Belleville, ON, and is lucky to live just a town away from a little bakery called Rachel’s where all they make are these absolutely scrumptious butter tarts. Now that I’m back in New York I find myself still thinking about those glorious little pastries (yeah, well, you know how exciting my Saturday night was) and I’m trying to find a bakery here in the city that sells them. So far, no luck. Anyone know of a place in New York that makes them? In return for a good lead I’d offer to name a character in the next book after you but that’s probably a bit extreme…I know, I’ll name a butter tart after you…right before I eat it…or maybe I’ll just say thanks.

Maybe two miles tops, but it was just so wonderful to be outside in the sun. It’s probably a good thing I know Central Park well because when I get out there I really let my brain slip into neutral. If ran like that somewhere else I think I’d get lost. As it is the battle is always to remember to stop. I injured myself the last time by pushing past the point of stupidity so I’m trying to just nudge up against it this time.

I also got in a couple of hours of writing so a fairly productive day for a Sunday. And now the Yankee-Angles are on which wraps things up nicely.

I don’t watch that much baseball, actually none, except during the playoffs. I had had it my mind that I’d tune in tonight and have the game on in the background as I wrote, but now that my plan has been thwarted I think I’ll just write and then read. I did venture out earlier and bought myself a treat – an apple fritter. Oh…baby. I made myself a coffee then cut off about a 1/3 of the pastry, turned on some SpongeBob, and just enjoyed the moment (yeah, my Saturday nights are THAT exciting). There’s a temptation to go tear off another piece, but that way lies madness! I shall resist and save it for tomorrow.

It’s dark, cold, and raining outside which is the perfect setting for venturing into something a little disturbing so I’m reading a horror novel. It’s Joe Schreiber’s Death Troopers set in the Star Wars universe. I hope it’s spooky, but not too gory. I’m a huge fan of………suspense 🙂 and not as much of gore.