Well, it's a beautiful morning - promising to be a gorgeous day! Love it! More heat and humidity for the weekend, but I don't want to talk about that now.
BH and I are going for a long drive today. Where? Don't know. Who cares. Just want to get out of the house and enjoy. We are planning on stopping at "Gordy's" restaurant in Cloquet for dinner. Can't wait!
I am still trudging on with spinning the notorious Shetland wool. BH thinks I should just throw it out. Wwhhaatt?! Are you crazy??!! Throw out wool?? Who does such a thing? Why, the spinning gods would make my wheels go all wonky. I'd never be able to spin a fingering yarn again!! What is wrong with you?!
Men. They just don't get it.
Yesterday I had planned on doing lots of constructive things. Nada. My energy level dropped through the floor. I think this is a sign. Fall is definitely on it's way. I have this theory about winter. We are meant to hibernate. To sleep. To eat. To watch TV. To knit. To cuddle. We are not meant to continue our never ending chores that wear us to the bone. I'm just saying. So I think this is the precursor. Slowing down. Getting ready. I wish I had a gigantic cinnamon roll right now. You know, start building up the caloric content in the body for the long winter ahead. But I'm too tired to make any. Ah, that's what bakeries are for! And restaurants. Some people don't get that this is the slow-down time ----thank God!!
I'm still trying to get into the FB groove. Sent messages to 3 family members today and found an old friend I've lost contact with for years. That was a nice surprise. We'll see how it goes. I think I'm going to post some new pictures too.
I did manage to go outside yesterday and pull some dead flower stalks. Dead! Already! See what I mean? I intended to weed the gardens and weedwhack. But by the time I finished pulling some of the dead foliage, I was tired. Time for a nap.
Forced myself to make a great dinner. Fried chicken, baked sweet potatoes, peas/carrots and applesauce. I even made the honey mustard sauce for the chicken. Delicious. I was proud of myself. BH was happy. That's what it's all about, after all.
Well, think I'll get back to the spinning wheel before something weird happens. Gotta keep at it! Keep the gods happy!! I've still got plenty of good wool to spin!
crafting on: bunty mitts and wee hats
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