Posting in my head

I was surprised to come here and find I had not posted; I really thought I had noted down the what-nots of my mind on this writing place. But they are not here; if I find them in the refrigerator I am going to start worrying.

I’ve been craving Sudokus these past few days. In fact, I just finished one. I have also been thinking of those hands-on puzzles that show up in nice stores around Christmastime. Hint. Hint. This should work because I wrote about knives and a chef’s knife and a slicing knife came for me from Amazon.com, thanks to Der Bingle.  They are color-coded – I sliced today with purple. Purple handle, purple blade . . . just so you are seeing it correctly. The chef’s knife is rose.

Rose says there is no connection to her name, but I think the color is to remind me of Sweet Rose when I am cheffing so I will not go Full-Ramsey.

I’m going to be checking out the other colors. I must remember to cut within the lines. Oh, well, I’m getting silly here.