I've not had corned beef (and if I have, I don't remember it). As I asked Pam, "How did they make the beef taste like pork?" There was a reason (it's the worst part of the cow or something), but I don't recall. I just enjoyed it.
Then, it was time to return back to work, but I was easily distracted at a DSW run to get Tunga new sneakers and then a stop at Walmart to get travel materials for his Italy trip. I know the excursion was a total testimony of procrastination, but I paid for it later, staying up much to late to finish goals (cough cough, I tried to finish them, but failed). It is a sad state of affairs when I get to the final week of my vacation and realize that the only break I took was a 3 hour Irish feast in Monroe (which was fantastic) - the rest of the time was spent working....perhaps even longer days and harder than usual.
A man at Syracuse once told me, "Academia is a life choice. Rarely does one get breaks."
I'm ready for a break, but that is not on the horizon for a while. And when I get a break, I'm teaching myself to make Sheppard's pie. Just looking at the photograph makes my mouth water.
And Garfield, Ugh! I know it's Monday.