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I am so bored with cooking dinners! I can stand in front of the freezer or fridge staring at the contents forever and my mind goes blank on what to make.
It’s not that I lack ingredients, my freezer and cupboards are loaded with food. I guess what I lack is inspiration, energy, interest, and ideas. I’m sure I am not the only one who feels this way.
I could eat a sandwich every night for dinner and it wouldn’t phase me a bit. However, The Curmudgeon is not that fond of them. I enjoy going out to dinner, but he doesn’t, he hates going anywhere these days.
I could order in, but then I still have to do the dishes…
You all have a good one.
Photo of a typical refrigerator with its door open. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Yes, to a nothing day.
How nice it would be to spend today doing nothing. I could use a nothing day. I spent all of the last few days cleaning, weeding, washing, vacuuming, dusting, reorganizing, and I’m still not done.
My back says, “Enough! Take a freaking break and get off your feet so I can rest.
I do believe I’ll listen to it. Besides, Monday afternoon the new rugs will arrive, I’ll need my back in good shape then.
You all have a good one!
Bird watching…
I love the sound of the birds in the yard and this weather has been perfect for having the windows open so I can hear them. The echinacea is going to seed much to the delight of the gold finches. They sing like crazy while they are munching down on their favorite seeds.
The cardinals nested in the neighbor’s trees and have used my yard as their playground. It’s a delight to watch them.
I have a pair of catbirds who spend most of their day in the yard, along with robins, a few wrens, woodpeckers, grackles, and starlings. We have house finches, chickadees, nuthatches, brown thrashers, and several varieties of sparrows who love to take dirt baths under my flowering almond.
However, the kings of our flying friends are the hawks. We have red tails, sharp shinned, and coopers. We also have Peregrine falcons.
This year we were disappointed not to have a duck visitation.
We live smack dab in the middle of town, I always find it amazing as to the variety we do get.
You all have a good one.
MS sucks.
The Curmudgeon had another really bad MS day. He finally gave in and went back to his bed. Sleep did not come, he grew weaker, and more miserable as the afternoon turned into evening.
He refused to eat dinner. Gee, I could have skipped cooking and rested had I known he’d do that. He did take his medications. However, they didn’t help. The Curmudgeon is having great difficulty walking and I cannot pick him up from the floor. This makes for a very frustrating time for both of us.
I hope that today he feels better. I will know as soon as I wake up because these days he never lets me have one moment to catch my breath before he needs this and that. I do wish he’d wait until after I had my first cup of coffee. I function so much better then.
Keep your fingers crossed that he is improved by the time I wake. You all have a good one.
What now?
It is impossible to be in two places at once. Then why is it that everyone expects me to be everywhere at the same time?
I’ve had one of those weekends where I felt as though I should be at least two people. Track shoes included. Batteries aren’t included, so much for extra energy.
I’d no sooner get started on one thing when The Curmudgeon or the dogs insisted I assist them in doing something else. The most frequent demand came from the dogs. “Momma we need to go out!”
I ran the stairs so many times I swear I should have dropped at least ten pounds. I have three more stair runs to do for sure yet tonight. Holy cow.
Is it no wonder that I’d love to have a one story home? Or, at least, a home where most of the work is on the same floor.
You all have a good one!
Leave it cleaner than you found it.
One family rule, taught to us from early childhood, one I never forgot and still practice religiously: Clean up where you picnic, fish, hike, or just plain enjoy the outdoors. Never leave anything behind!
English: Waikiki beach trash cans (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I take it so far as to clean up after other people who are piggish enough to litter wherever I am unlucky to follow behind them. I’ve been known to haul out garbage bags full of other people’s trash.
There’s nothing worse than to set out to enjoy the beauty of nature and to find it covered in someone’s beverage cans and other non-biodegradable trash. Especially when the area provides many convenient trash barrels for your convenience.
Before you drop that food wrapper or can, think about the next person. Don’t be a lazy pig, use the trash cans or, better yet, take your garbage home with you. Pick up any garbage you find and leave the place cleaner than you found it.
It’s not hard to do. If everyone did this, imagine how lovely our parks, beaches, rivers, and even our own streets would be.
You all have a good one!
Let the de-cluttering and reorganization begin!
I put new wood drawer dividers in one of the few drawers that I didn’t have any sort of organizer in and boy, what a difference that made. I think I’ll be buying more.
It’s time to install all the other organizers I bought in hopes of making things easier to clean up around here.
Yeah, I know. I sound all enthusiastic and ready to roll don’t I? Then I look around at all the stuff that really needs doing and all that energy seems to jump out of me and land somewhere else. Have you found it?
I can almost picture it dashing away, tail between its legs, yipping in terror. I swear since clearing out the MIL’s house and having a lot of the stuff dragged home by The Curmudgeon, this place looks like it is one load away from an episode of hoarders. I need to start dragging stuff from one antique shop to another until I sell it all.
Some days you feel your age–it sort of smacks you in the face.
I met the doctor who would treat my husband and I for the next thirty-five years after The Curmudgeon had been going to him for a year or two. I had my family physician before then, who, after a family tragedy, quit his practice and sort of left his patients without a doctor.
Today my doctor’s son treated me. (I was in for my every three months check.) I swear this young doctor looks exactly like his father did when I started going to him. He even has his smile and laugh.
As I talked to his father while I was getting ready to leave, I could tell he was very proud of his son.
You all have a good one. And, if the young doctor is reading this, you did good kid.
The Doctor, by Sir Luke Fildes (1891) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Allee allee incomefree!
I spent an hour tearing the house apart to find the charger that goes to the new electric screwdriver I bought for The Curmudgeon back in December. He’s used the charger exactly once.
No luck finding it, so I went on Amazon (where I bought the screwdriver in the first place) and ordered him a new charger. This is not the first time I’ve had to do this with his stuff.
I swear I will one day find a huge stash of missing items. I feel as though I am in a game of hide and seek and I’m tired of being it.
You all have a good one.
Meyerheim: Three children playing “hide and seek” in a forest (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
The memories a simple dessert brought
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The Curmudgeon and I had Turkey Hill Deep Dark Chocolate ice cream for dessert. We looked at each other and said simultaneously, “Gramma would have loved this! Jinx!” Then we laughed.
To say my maternal grandmother was a chocoholic would be putting it mildly. Gramma loved all things chocolate. The darker and richer, the better. Gramma taught all of us the love of all things chocolate.
The Curmudgeon learned early on in our dating that to give my Gramma chocolate whenever possible was to make a friend for life. I think he fell in love with her about the third time they met.
His grandmother was an evil, nasty woman. So to meet my Gramma who welcomed him into our home with warmth and baked goods was an experience he took to heart.
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I love you Mom
Mom with birthday roses 2005
Many years ago I began to send my mother roses for her birthday each year because I knew how much she loved them.
She died in 2007. Today would’ve been her 98th birthday.
Happy Birthday Mom. I miss you.
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