So...it's January, are we loving it? Soups, cozy afghans, books to read, new Things To Do lists, goals, resolutions, movies, comfort foods, trip dreaming, new bosses coming, and football of course.
I'm multi-tasking this morning, trying to get over that habit, but sometimes I just love it and kick my feet up high, listening to Pandora and vowing to get it all done today! Everything on my list checked off. So 3 timer beeps just went off and I realize I'm nuts...laundry that needs to be pulled from the dryer, the dishwasher finished, and cookies baking, yep 3 beeps, with music blasting too. Haven't listened to tunes in a long time because I love to listen to books all the time, in the car and when home alone, but now the player won't work on our computer, so it's music today.
OK, here's a photo of "the knife".
We were married 44 years and 11 months ago. We received a set of 8 "steak" knives for a wedding gift. Well, there are only 2 left because this is Bob's favorite tool, I swear. The rest are lost, or maybe they are out in the garage, in a tool box, in the basement, even in a tackle box maybe. I think he has done wonders with these knives. They are dull now and we have other steak knives given to us by our kids, and thank goodness they are in a nice rack and haven't been seen as a tool yet.
When I left work the other day I had this nostalgic memory and felt 10 to 12 years old when after school we would go ice skating. It felt like the exact same weather and the memory was so strong. We would have fun, racing around on what felt like a big pond in our neighborhood and always wondering who else would come and what we would play. There was one game where we chased each other like tag but we were free if we made it to one of the 4 corners, and of course there was the the thrill of boys against girls. Why do I also have a memory of being face down on the ice with some kid sitting on top of me? We came home freezing, wet, and Mom always had some good supper cooking (which we never appreciated at that age) like meatloaf, or chop suey, with a side dish of a pineapple slice with cottage cheese inside it. We'd have to lay out all of our goofy winter clothes to dry and our cheeks were rosy. I don't know if we finished our homework those nights. We carried brief cases, actual brief cases to school, expensive leather things, because Catholic School was generous with their distribution of homework. Would love my sister to comment on this blog if she ever reads it.
Here's my books this month and loved them all.
1. Love Anthony by Lisa Genova - an absolutely amazing book! I loved it.
2. The Last Child by John Hart. I loved this thriller too.
3. Dark Places by Gillian Flynn. Another good one. Reminded me of the podcast "Serial" in ways.
4. The Tortilla Curtain by T.C. Boyle, a book club choice, and this author always has me afraid something bad is going to happen any minute.
5. Little Earthquakes by Jennifer Weiner
I'm blessed and so lucky to have quiet days to myself at home, like today. Time to fill the bird feeder in the back yard~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
