Hello dear bloggy friends! You might ask: “where DOES she come up with the titles for her blog??” The simple answer is that they just pop into my mind randomly and I say to myself “that would make a nice title for a blog post” and voila! here I am. Having said that I must tell you that it is 6:03 on a Monday morning and I am still in bed. I am writing this on my iPad after being awoken when Roger got up to let Lucy outside to wee and in her exuberance after coming back inside she ran up her little stairs to the bed and said good morning by panting out dog food breath all over my face and then climbing on my stomach with her little wet feet! to wait for the usual endearments. She has since gone back to sleep in her spot at the foot of the bed but I am now wide awake…listening to the blue jays making an awful racket outside my open window, literally screaming at each other and two thoughts go through my mind…”noise pollution”and “all things bright and beautiful” and stuck there until a little Carolina wren opened it’s mouth to sing and the blue jays shut up and flew away. My day has begun.❤️
I hope your week went well. Mine was okay. Yesterday was Sunday and my activities went something like this-I woke up to realize that we had half an hour before church service started. I got up and duck walked, with one eye stuck shut, downstairs to let Lucy out and see what Roger was up to. He was outside in his night shirt filling bird feeders, barefoot. I reminded him about church, needing him to say we should skip church, but he said no such thing and thus started our day of throwing ourselves together and rushing down the road to our little congregation, five minutes from our house.
After church we agreed to meet up at a favorite restaurant with a bunch of friends for breakfast. I was starving by that time and ordered French toast, 2 eggs over easy and sausage links while my good friend, also named Susan, ordered waffles and fresh fruits with a dollop of whipped cream on top.
Afterwards we all went our separate ways but on the way home I asked Roger to stop at our Rita’s in Hellertown for a cherry 🍒 gelati. He just about flipped but stopped anyway saying “I can’t believe you can eat anymore!” But I knew they would be closing for the season in another week and just had to have one more. Just so you know I ate a couple of spoonfuls and the rest was put in the freezer for much later in the day. As it turned out, the huge breakfast and gelati were the only foods I ate all day. Well, now I remember. I did have some tea and POPCORNERS while watching Midsomer Murders reruns with Roger in the evening. He had watched the football game earlier and I sat thru it, crocheting and daydreaming. The doors and windows were open, it was a gorgeous end of Summer day.
My son called. Highly unusual because I hardly ever hear from him or see him. His father-in-law has dementia and will go into a facility this coming Thursday. They have been unable to find a home for his 16 year old cat, would we take her in? Well, I can see all sorts of problems ahead if I say yes but, I can’t stand the thought of her being put in a shelter so I agreed but am not looking forward to dealing with the adjustment for both the cat and us. However, it is what it is and we will do the best we can.
That about covers my Sunday. A day of rest and relaxation. How was yours?
Take care of yourselves,