Thanks Nap, I am still enjoying my salad. Romaine goes a long way and keeps well, you know.
The banter in my head is often the same banter I had with the two little old ladies with whom I grew up. Their voices have blended with time and I can't tell them apart anymore, but they are there, making sure I do the 'rightest thing' if there's a decision to be made.
And after I make a decision, there they are again: 'You sure you did the rightest thing?'
Still taking care of me.
