Feeding the body and the soul

Things have been so hectic. And I'll be honest -- I'm glad to be getting back to my boring little rut.

The weekend was nice though. Thanksgiving dinner was small and quiet. My daughter and son-in-law and granddaughter, k, came over. We ate late afternoon and it was nice enough to sit on the back patio for a while after dinner. I'd cooked the giblets from the turkey for the cats that "live" in our backyard, and I cut them up and k and I put some out in a little saucer for them. I'd named the black and white kitten Zorro some months ago, but k renamed it (she? he?) Patch. So Patch it is. Daughter and family went home with a bag full of leftovers, and hubby and I went to bed with tummies full of pie. Life is good.

k came over again on Friday. We planted pansy seeds and watered everything else in the yard. We painted - I painted Patch and k painted an abstract, with some help from Grandpa. I must say I like hers better! It's currently displayed in La Galeria de Mi Cocina - aka up on my fridge.



k had a runny nose and I had a bit of a headache, so we decided midafternoon to climb into Grandma's bed and watch TV. I even let her take a little package of mini M&M's with her. She'd found them and wanted them during dinner on Thursday, but she didn't eat her food, so she didn't get her M&M's. Normally M&M's in the bed would be a big no-no, but I've learned over the years that it's wise to pick your battles. We both fell asleep and had a yummy nap. Yesterday I washed the blankets and spot cleaned the bedspread by hand to remove the little smudged chocolate fingerprints. Yes, life is good.

The Weekend Comes Early

I have the day off from work tomorrow. I have been looking forward to it for most of the week. I like my job well enough, but I love a day of quiet from time to time. I need a day of quiet from time to time. I CRAVE it.

At the beginning of the week, when I originally decided to ask for the day off, I was noticing lots of little things that needed to be done around the house. Menial little tasks that just weren’t getting done in the evenings. Insufferable little chores that the insufferable-little-chore-fairies weren’t doing during the day while I was at work. Chores like vacuuming up the dead flies from the windowsills, and cleaning the leftovers out of the fridge, and boxing up all the stuff in the garage for Goodwill and actually taking it and dropping it off. And I could picture in my mind how lovely it was going to be to have a clean house, and a clean fridge, and a clean garage. And I was already feeling the satisfaction that I knew would come when it was all done. But something changed between there and here, and the dead flies and leftovers aren’t bothering me so much anymore.

I’m thinking instead that it will be much too nice a day to work. And, frankly, why take a day off “work” to stay home and, well, work?

So what am I going to do? The possibilities are, as they say, endless:

• Sit extra long on the patio with an extra cup of coffee


• Take a walk


• Mail cards to my friends before postage goes up on Monday


• Go to the new scrapbook store


• Buy a new kind of tea and try it


• Take a nap




• Read


• Bake (and eat!) brownies


• Go get blackberries from the little local farm (thanks Suz!)


• Do yoga


• Do yardwork (Nope! There’s that word work again)


• Take a nap


• Go to the health food store


• Call my friend in Tucson and talk for about an hour


• Find Copenhagen on the map so I know where Blog Camp is going to be (even tho I’m not going – I’ll be there in spirit)


• Download some new songs in iTunes


• Get a pedicure


• Shop for plane tickets to North Carolina


• Learn a few new French words


• Take a nap


• Shop for clothes for my grandbabies


• Make a Mother’s Day card for my Mom-in-Law


• Cook some green chile brown rice


• Watch one of those judge shows I see advertised on TV all the time


• Practice Chinese brush painting


• Fix a broken necklace


• Kiss my husband when he gets home from work

Sigh . . . it’s gonna be a beautiful day!