Monday, February 8, 2016

I Just Realized How Boring I Am

Since I got this stupid cold I haven't been doing chores or running errands and haven't sewn or knitted much so I've had nothing to put on here.  I reread the last few posts and want to apologize if this blog has been the sedative you used to put yourself to sleep on those nights when nothing short of knock-out drops will do.  I must confess that nothing will probably change, I'll still prattle on about errands and the weather and what we had for supper, and I won't be discussing great literature, grand ideas, religion, or politics... like I said, nothing will change but it was kind of a wake-up call to read how pedestrian my life is and how I inflict it on you.

Speaking of books, I just finished listening to The Nightingale by Kristin Hannah and I highly recommend it.  It's about French sisters going through WWII in two very different ways.

I think I've turned the corner on the "cold" front, my eyelids are more likely to stay open when I sit down than they were over the weekend.  I got exactly half of Sudoku Berry #7 knitted last night, it's all downhill (decreasing) from here.

And it's snowing today.  Yippee.

February 8--H. Mark Weidman.  Sgt. Lindsey Davis leaned over the body sprawled on its back in the Japanese garden.  Someone, the murderer presumably, had taken the time to rake the gravel around the body, carrying the ripples out to the path.  Her eyes were drawn to the left hand that cupped a tiny bonsai tree in a small mound of soil covered with moss as if the man's hand was the plant's pot.

I think I'll put a star by this prompt writing.  I kind of like the idea of that tiny tree cupped in the dead hand.  Don't know why.  Hey, do you watch Downton Abbey?  I can't believe they're just going to write "the end" at the end of this season and go on like they never created that world and those characters.  *sigh*  Oh, my BIL, RJ, must be celebrating because his beloved Broncos won the Super Bowl.  Did you watch?  Durwood did and kept me posted.  I'm glad Peyton Manning can retire on such a high note, he seems like a nice guy, in his insurance company commercials anyway.

1 comment:

Aunt B said...

Ohhhhhhh, the Super Bowl!!! What a low moment for all us Panther fans. But, like you, I'm glad Peyton can ride off into the sunset on a high note. He's definitely a class act -- unlike our QB who was such a ..... well, I was going to say a "sore" loser but I'm going to give him a break and just say he was very, very, VERY sad loser. Glad your cold is on the way out. Sometimes it just takes time. And I love your daily reports of anything going on in your life. Not boring to me!!!