Food

Bun thrives, and sends greetings to those who wished her a happy birthday. There was also mild reproach for my last journal entry, but I took no notice. It was a relief to note that Bun has not so far starved to death, though she is cooking for herself. We bestowed a Bailey's cheesecake upon her, as well as cream, Malibu, and the remains of the bottle of Baileys. Sought out a clothes horse, wot I had forgotten to obtain before we went to visit, and she played merrily with her new digital camera. Fortunate brat. I am happy to note that she is going to be in the chorus of the house production this December, 'Guys and Dolls'. Clearly, I have indoctrinated her well. This is, of course, the proper function of a parent.

I have a challenge story to finish, and another to write, and somewhat less than two weeks for the double task. So naturally, here's another episode of the 'chronicles'. Prompt is 'Food'. There should, with luck, be an immediate sequel within a couple of days.

( Food )