at ikea… no swedish meatballs and no glasses

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Instead of (swedish) meatballs with that worthwhile combination of jam and gravy that goes with it, the words ” the haddock please” came out of my mouth (and out of nowhere)  when I finally got to the server in the cafeteria line.  I sat looking at haddock, coated in yellowish fried batter on a cold white plate, trying to decide what to do. It was too late to ditch it and get back in the long line for the meatballs.  I tried and then gave up on the haddock, so no dinner but at least there was a good drawing opportunity: so many people and most of them so occupied with meatballs. I rummaged around and found a pen, not my usual pen, but a pen at least and one with a good, fine tip. I found a little, tiny moleskin notebook that I’d fished out of the box of other small things to go in Christmas stockings last week. The notebook  was an odd colour (bright orange and more Halloween than Christmas). I reached for my glasses, red ones, from the dollar store. I buy lots of these since I lose them. A friend suggested this and also suggested sprinkling them around the house, putting them in drawers and bags and coat pockets… which I try to do, but didn’t this time. UG. So this is where I thought of Margaret, who will post something regardless, and so, without the glasses, I just drew it anyway; one big, sketchy shape after the other.