Our hearts are with Boston
You can run, but you can’t hide. You will be found and punished for what you did.
An unplanned life
So we managed to survive day before yesterday and yesterday was a bit of an improvement. The Curmudgeon’s walking had improved and he was able to function. I never did make it to the gym, grocery store, or the farmers market.
If you haven’t noticed or read about it here before, we seldom make plans. I know that if we do make plans, something around here is bound to change them. If it isn’t The Curmudgeon changing our plans, it is the dogs.
It makes for a strange life, but it is our life an unplanned life for certain.
I do think the dogs had a plan for whatever it was they were mooching from The Curmudgeon…
Remembering ….
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r-GLliVyzAg&feature=share
With all my heart, all my soul, and all that is me, I promise I will never forget you my baby sister Mary. RIP 11/7/1957-4/13/2001
No fresh veggies yesterday…but there’s always today
Plans to go to the gym yesterday fell through. When I called G, no one was home. I figured they were running very late at the grocery store. So much for the gym, the grocery store, and a stop at the farmers market on the way home. I thought maybe I’d do the grocery store and farmers market run a little after noon.
Later on, after I got busy doing a few things around the house, I looked at the clock, and I realized that by then it was too late for me to go to the farmers market and grocery store. I refuse to shop anywhere near three in the afternoon with all the mommies and their cranky kids and it was ten after three.
I’ll go to the farmers market and grocery store today. I need fresh veggies and a few other things.
Vegetables in a grocery store, Paris, France. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Lovely day in the 80s yesterday
The frog is in the house! I was out working around the pond yesterday and our frog decided to make an appearance. We also have a garter snake in residence. Of course where there’s one garter snake there are usually more. I don’t mind them.
Lovely day yesterday…
Temperatures in the low seventies. Lots of sun. Made for a lovely day. Check out my pictures!
Another sucky diet book…
I’m so glad I didn’t pay for it. It was a freebie on my Kindle. I really hate these so-called diet books that are nothing but a sermon and insane, difficult to follow instructions or formulas. OH, PLEASE!!!
I don’t know about the rest of you, but I pick up a diet book to find menus and meals that are healthy and weight reducing. I do not pick a diet book up to have a lecture on my health that I already know needs improvement. Um, if I wasn’t concerned about my health would I be looking at diet books?
I really don’t care why you wrote a book on dieting when you don’t include any menus or meals. I have enough on my mind. I do not have the energy or the time to figure out your crazy formulas.
I would kill to find the handwritten menus I have lost somewhere in my house, or something comparable. They were to a diet that actually worked like a dream. A very balanced diet that melted the pounds off me so nicely many years ago and kept them off for a very long time. I need those handwritten pages back…sob.
I’m going to tackle the file cabinet in the attic once again on the off-chance that I somehow missed the pages the last fifty times I searched it.
You all have a good one.
A new toy in the kitchen
I ordered a bacon/grill press last week. It arrived yesterday. I tested it last night on our breakfast for dinner, dinner. I made sausage patties and French toast. These sausage patties are what we get from Five Star Foods. I love them but I never liked how they’d curl up. I’d have to snip them four or five times around the edges to keep them flat.
The press worked nicely. I am pleased, now I can’t wait to use it with my grill pan. Oh, the paninis and other goodies I will make!
You all have a good one!
I accomplished absolutely nothing yesterday…again.
Ever have one of those days where you pop out of bed all eager and ready to embrace the day and get things done? Yeah, I don’t either.
I don’t know about you but I tend to look at the clock, roll over, and try to get ‘a few more minutes’ in. If I’m lucky, those few more minutes turn into maybe a half hour and some good dreaming. I’m seldom lucky.
Normally, I hear The Curmudgeon fussing at the dogs or moaning and groaning about heaven knows what on the TV. That will definitely make you want to roll over and squeeze out a few minutes or hours of more sleep.
When I do drag my over-tired, over-stressed corpse out of bed, I try to put off going downstairs a while longer by doing some Yoga. I somehow miss out on finding Nirvana though…If you ever do find it let me know what it was like.
You all have a good one!
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