OG- I remembered (!) that you Always have a cooked breakfast on Saturdays and knew that would re-orientate you. I often find myself one day out, usually if I have a roast dinner on Monday, my brain is wired to have it on a Sunday, as we did for years. FORESTBOAR - that you remembered heading in the wrong direction to the shop is quite reassuring! ANNETTE - welcome home. Miss D will have enjoyed her time with GG :-) LINDY - enjoy your day - it makes sense to go home before the deluge. I liked your arrangement of shells, etc PAT et al - I like music, rather than love it. Used to have music playing while doing household chores. Often classical including opera. Somehow have got out of the habit. After a busy shift at the hospital I used to play loud music (Queen comes to mind!) as a kind of therapy. Strange, maybe.... AQ,- thinking of you in those high temps :-(
Regards to all Things are just about back to normal here. The silence is deafening but I'm fine with it at the moment. I had a vivid dream last night, I had to get up early this morning to meet some deadline or other. I awoke in a panic, trying to remember what it was that I had to do. What a relief to realise that it was Saturday and the day was my own! The newspaper came through letterbox, I made my usual mug of coffee and took both things back up to bed. Bliss.
We are relaxing, here: Leisurely trip around supermarket, then bracing walk along the side of the estuary: pic to follow, of a trawler stopping to drop off a crew member at Caernarfon. Bonnie enjoyed meeting both another spaniel, and a very lively black Labrador ("She's only 15 months old!, and a bit playful!") The trees here are just beginning to turn and there are only a few blackberries left in the hedges. Have a nice M&S meal to throw in the oven tonight, to have with a glass of wine. Sitting down with the papers and some crosswords to do.
---- have just added my picture, which came out at the top of my post this time. We have had "Saturday eggs" for lunch. Don't know quite how it started but we seemed to end up plumping for eggs on a Saturday, some years ago. My OH prefers egg & soldiers, or poached, and I nearly always have scrambled on toast. Sometimes he looks enviously at my eggs, and asks to join me with scrambled, the following week. Then I put four or five eggs in a big jug, with a little grated cheese for extra flavour, and bung them in the microwave. Yummy!
Morning all: Lindybird: I've never done eggs in the microwave! That sounds brilliant. Tell me more. Diane: I also liked reading the WaPo article on the Methodist Church return - a nice gesture but good that the church folks acknowledged that it didn't make up for the bad times... OG: Good that J's work schedule is so flexible. Have fun with the new microwave. I ended up putting stickies on the pages with the basic info when we got ours - initially I was always pressing a button that put it in Demo Mode and had to keep looking up how to exit that. Wow, 18 months is not good for the "old" one. Heather: Enjoy the peace and quiet. AQ We learned everything by rote back in Catholic School. I was flummoxed by the incredibly complicated way Ms. D's school is teaching multiplication. Geez - so complicated. G/daughter said that last year so many parents complained that they couldn't follow their kids' homework that this year the school district has sent home "homework helpers" - for the parents!!! I can still recite my times tables which we learned by reciting them over and over in that singsongy manner..... Why do they have to keep fixing things that aren't broken? Ms. D read to me on this trip - I was pleased to hear her put lots of expression into the dialogue. I was at a Catholic school that had borders - they tended to be from well-off families and were always very cliquey; in fact when I went back some years ago to a big reunion, there were the borders, huddled on the couch and barely acknowledging us day students. Pat O: I like all music except Hawaiian and Cowboy music. ("She's acting single and I'm drinking doubles!" or something like that.) Oh, and I just can't appreciate rap and also squirm at female singers who sing through their noses - if you know what I mean. Am always dragged out the day after a drive, so planning a nice nap in my anti-gravity garden chair after lunch. Take care all.
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