Out On The Town

To the south of us, on the Eastern Seaboard of the U.S., snow is falling, driving is banned in New York City, icy flood water is flowing through the streets in coastal areas. The storm is large, and very intrusive.

It is a wonder, here the sun shone all day, it was beautiful. It was cold, the wind had a real bite to it. We enjoyed the day, warm inside Mist Cottage, and warm when we bundled up to venture out for supplies.

I have been wearing my new knitted knee warmer constantly. I don’t know why it works so well. It could be that it makes my knee feel better because it was knitted just for me, by my Mom. It could be that the retained heat around my knee helps to relieve the pain of arthritis. Whatever the case may be, it works for me.

Attila and I went out on the town last night. It has been decades since we managed such a feat of leisure. We went out for dinner, at McDonalds, a restaurant that lists ALL the ingredients in their food, and offer great discount coupons from time to time. Then we headed over to the theatre to watch a movie, the tickets were inexpensive, but we felt like royalty, spending so much money on a discretionary activity. We enjoyed ourselves. We now have a familiar, pleasant outing to indulge in a few times each winter. We will be on the lookout for other outing possibilities.

Today we puttered. Several loads of laundry are festooned about the living room, drying to deliver lovely moist air. A trip to the grocery store was undertaken. I worked on the second volume of my genealogy book. This volume is much more challenging, as it includes people that I know, and will be of interest to many people who remember those described. The second volume will also include pictures and family stories, because the people are known. I am going over all the research details carefully to begin with. It is much more difficult to research more recent generations, as there are no available primary documents, much of the information has to be gathered by word of mouth.

The day flew by.

Attila is in the kitchen preparing a fish dinner. John Prine is serenading us over the computer speakers. Three loaves of freshly baked break sit on the counter, two of them destined for the freezer. It was not an exciting day, but it was a good one.

Worldly Distractions

Weather

-8°C
Date: 5:00 PM EST Saturday 23 January 2016
Condition: Mainly Sunny
Pressure: 101.7 kPa
Tendency: rising
Visibility: 24 km
Temperature: -8.4°C
Dewpoint: -15.7°C
Humidity: 56%
Wind: NNE 19 km/h
Wind Chill: -16

Quote

“Please accept my resignation, I don’t want to belong to any club that will accept me as a member.”
Groucho Marx, What’s My Line, Mystery Guest, April 23, 1967

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Bex Crowell

Tell me, Maggie, when you bake a bread and freeze it, how does it stack up, taste-wise, to the freshly baked-and-eaten loaf? Does it ever taste more stale after it’s been frozen and defrosted? I’ve never frozen home made bread before.

I had a scare this morning, my new “Esme” almost went the way of the old one! I think it was all due to an automated Windows update and I had to do a Repair to it by going back to a previous date in time… it was horrible. I wonder if this is a sign from somewhere telling me I am not compatible with modern technologies?

nora

internet down. jolly,jolly, jolly. threw back out bad, staring at ceiling. pain so bad it threw me off the toilet. now that was a new one!