Another January Day

I know what our next door neighbour did yesterday – pranced around on his front lawn in a t-shirt.  Okay, he wasn’t actually prancing.  More like zipping out to his car for something and then taking his sweet time going back inside because it was relatively sunny and warm here on the first day of the new year.  And by warm I mean around the freezing mark.

Sorry that’s all I’ve got on him.  Just happened to see him briefly from my front window and have no idea how he spent the rest of his day.  Here in the late afternoon we were feasting on an awesome vegetarian lasagna made by my son.  We didn’t have the whole gang because life and work and other priorities take people in different directions.  I’m always happy to see whoever drops in.  Especially when they bring food.

This morning the wind woke me up early and has been blustering away all day, blowing snow off the roof tops and the trees and depositing it in our driveway.  No t-shirts noted anywhere on the block.  Colder weather is forecast for next week.  I wish we could send some of it (minus the wind) to Australia.  Along with a ton of rain.  I fear the devastating disasters in store for all of us if we don’t take the climate crisis seriously.

But I won’t get myself started on that tonight.  I’ll tell you what I’m happy about instead.

– all the Christmas leftovers are gone

– except for some fudge and butter tarts, and W is taking care of those

– all the decorations are boxed up and put away

– except for the outdoor lights, but W is taking care of those too, probably by February at the very latest

– we have had our youngest three grandchildren around sporadically for almost two weeks.  We find them interesting and they find us boring, and that’s how these relationships usually work with the very young and the very old.  I suppose we could try to be less boring.  There’s a thought.

– I love quiet evenings inside where it’s warm, a hot drink before bed, reading until the kindle falls out of my hand and I can’t keep my eyes open.  Simple pleasures.  I’ve already said boring, no reason to repeat it.

This month always seems to go relentlessly on and on until you swear it’s never going to end.  Sort of like a pregnancy in the ninth month.  My doctor told me she’d never heard of a pregnancy that didn’t terminate (how reassuring) and I guess that applies to Januaries as well.

Two days down, eleventy seven to go.

Sharing My World 72

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Always read the tag.

Share Your World – July 17, 2017

What is your favorite cheese?

Melted! Pretty much anything is edible if you put enough melted cheese on top of it.  Not a fan of the excessively strong or stinky stuff, or low-fat.  Low-fat cheese totally misses the point of cheese.  At the beginning of the summer I bought a big block of marble cheese because it’s pretty versatile, even though when I need it shredded I have to do it myself.  Sigh.  Yes i am one of those people who buys cheese already shredded whenever I am gripped by the fear of shredding my knuckles on the cheese grater. I’ve never actually done this, but I’m sure it’s just a matter of time.  I love feta cheese on pizza and in salads.  And real parmesan over the stuff in a cardboard can.

Are you left or right-handed?

Mostly right, but maybe borderline ambidextrous.  I can switch between right and left eye dominance although I’m not sure how much conscious control I have over that.  When I tried trap shooting I either hit almost every target in a set or completely missed every last one of them, much to W’s consternation. He gave up coaching me.  I can write backwards from right to left with my left hand.  The only thing I can think of that this is useful for is composing cryptic messages you can easily read by holding them up to a mirror.  So not exactly a marketable skill.  For lots of things if my right hand gets tired I just switch to my left.  But using knives and scissors and eating utensils (and shot guns pointed who the hell knows where) are strictly right-handed activities.

Do you prefer exercising your mind or your body? How frequently do you do either?

I would like to believe I do both every day but the truth is I rarely push myself to do either one.  I feel great after a long walk.  I feel equally great after getting decent scores on tests that measure knowledge or intelligence.  If my results are crap I assume the test must be crap.  Because, come on.  The questions are dumb if even Google can’t help me.  If a day passes in which I haven’t exercised anything much past my ability to breathe the air, I don’t feel bad about it.

Complete this sentence: Hot days are …

…..exhausting.  Good for napping.  Better than freezing cold ones.

Optional Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?

After our little hot spell the weather turned cold and wet and windy and blah.  Supposed to warm up again this week though.  Our air quality has tanked because of the wildfires in neighbouring B.C.  I cannot imagine what it’s like for them there.

W was going to come home for a bit next week but since he would have had to turn around and head back right away to be with his dad at a medical appointment he is thinking it’s just not worth the long drive.  We’re planning a road trip to Ontario in September, speaking of long drives.  I vacillate between anticipation and dread.  Haha.  No it will be fun.  Well, you know, as much fun as two old people cooped up in a car for hours at a time can muster.

Hope you’re having a great week!  No day dreaming while using the cheese grater!  Unless you want to try out other handedness for awhile

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