Daily Notes- July 19th

I figured out how New Blogger was loading pictures.

Let's just sit for awhile and think about the momentous-ness of that sentence.

  

Today a favorite hankie.  I always have a hankie in my pocket.

A friend mentioned being a Nana and needing a hankie in her pocket for all sorts of reasons. Grandchildren reasons.

Back in the olden days of the 1950's- schools- well, mine- required a fresh clean handkerchief 

in everyone's pocket each morning.  

We stood before our stern teacher- who resembled Abe Lincoln in a dress (I have a photo)

and showed her our hankie and our fingernails.  Which were clean. Hopefully.

I would give you the name of this black hulking elementary school- still in use-

but I occasionally have used it in passwords- but not currently.

I cooked yesterday. Yes, I made an actual meal. 

We could sit again and think about the momentous-ness of this sentence.

 

Not beans and grilled cheese sandwiches. Not pasta with butter and cheese. 

Not pizza- which is technically more work but still not much as I only slice an onion.

And actually not much more difficult that beans and cheese sandwiches. 

But I won't admit it was as easy.

Never.  The washing up was more work. Lots more.

Today is hot, humid and disgusting.  Mosquitos outside and dirt gnats inside.

The AC unit is still trying to make up for the power failure during the night.

I slept.  Like as soon as I set my head on the pillow.

I have laundry to do.  And if it wasn't so humid- and even if it is- I am making pickles.

Maybe.