I never received back any of the final interviews this weekend. That means I didn’t schedule any new ones. I sent one out, but I’m three weeks ahead. There is no need to panic… yet. Sometimes authors drag their feet, and I understand. I’m pretty sure they will come in and get me through the month of June.
I didn’t do squat today. I watched Spider-Man Homecoming, because I hadn’t seen that one. I liked the message that Stark technology didn’t make Spider-Man. He had to be Spider-Man first. (No idea why Apple is forcing the hyphen in there, but don’t care enough to change it.)
Yesterday, while Dad and I were hanging out, I started some sourdough raising.
Today, Old What’s Her Face made some beans and meat. Dinner was a team affair, and it was awesome.
Homemade sourdough scones…
…led to homemade Indian Tacos.
They were stellar. There are a few scones left over to have one for breakfast, maybe with some honey butter. (Before anyone asks, these are American Indian tacos. Most county fairs out west have these.)
Back to work tomorrow, hope all of you enjoyed your weekends.