Clothes are drying
I had no intention to do
The towel along the base of the sliding glass doors
Frozen too and I thought
Could this be the reason for the slight uncomfortable breath
That bit of fresh air I didn’t need
On my toes
So I took it up and laid two more down
Tucked them all around and it felt warmer or was it me
It was late enough for reasonable rates
So I began
And it just added to everything else I’d done today
Vacuuming, dusting, maybe now I’ll sneeze less
About time I’d say
Taking down decorations
Except a small bit of the tree
My grandson wanted to help out you see
He’ll be over again
That is my day and my New Year’s Eve
Who says we have to celebrate the same
Between was a 1951 film where men wore suits to mow their lawns while tipping hats when ladies walked by
Later on a Hammer Classic Dracula
Then Boogie and Bacall
Or is it Bogie
Anyone out there at all
A New York Winter’s Tale
Now what I don’t know but I have a few left to choose
A glass of wine
My throat’s feeling a little rough, Wonton Soup’d be soothing. By the same token does 2:34 a.m. qualify day or night dose Sudafed? I did find that cream of veggie soup in the freezer and began defrosting it…
Alone today I am going to walk on the wild side and stop by the Chinese restaurant when it does open and let them cook dinner for me. Should be good.
What does it mean? Nothing according to retail as visions of Christmas crop up alongside Halloween with no mention of Thanksgiving until it’s time to buy a turkey. Still I’m in 1000% long weekend mode believing Monday is Sunday feeling there should be a few more days off, paid days off before back to the grind. Gotta love relax mode but don’t worry, at least I’m not that I’ll face reality tomorrow. I’ll go to work. Promise.
What a weekend though, cooking up a storm, watching movies, shows, brush teeth later than earlier… why is that a luxury… eewww, gross…. but to a child it’s a sign of no school when we wash up later. Let the festivities continue… and sleep late if you can. How nice to rise early to enjoy the peacefulness with no demands of the day, to play games without interruption to catch the school bus.
It’s the little things.
I love September. Can’t wait for cooler weather to win out over 80 degrees. Time for change.
Gloomy with a slight hint of cool breeze enough that the AC won’t kick on. I appreciate that. A four day weekend approaches – nice. All I have to worry about right now, the most serious thing… is… espresso, or no espresso. Might just get myself together then wake my grandson so we have enough time to gel up his spike. White and red remain. They’ll do.
That’s it and the extent of my ambition. As it goes tomorrow is Friday and that’s only a day away!
…. but I didn’t know! Used the last in the bowl and reached into the cabinet for the container. Nothing. How many times did I need to move the hot cocoa and coffee beans to look at the corn oil and shortening stacked behind with no Demerara to be found. Going to have to get back out the door to get it while I still have the car.
Can I live without it for a day and shop, let’s say… Tuesday?
Brown sugar will suffice for now.
Tornados begone and the sun is breaking through… nothing left to do but be lazy.