My bedroom carpet- just 4 of the many circles. Still "sparking joy" every morning. This carpet never had dog nails snagging loops (Riley didn't travel to my side of the bed). Some of the other carpets are fading, unraveling and just looking tired. I need to get down on the floor with my scissors and clip loose ends again. It is a difficult process. I am not limber. But this one rug is as perfect as the day it arrived.
Will I live long enough to see a woman elected President? That is what I am thinking about this morning. I can hope to see a woman elected Vice President. I will hope for that. Nancy is third in line to the Presidency. Which is something we should celebrate.
I am tired. My eyes are dry. I can't read because my reading glasses are away waiting for the new reading prescription lenses. I am remembering to wash my hands "compulsively" as they suggest in news reports. Some one in Maine tested positive. I can't sew because I can't see close work. I guess I will listen to music and close my eyes. My Suduko puzzles (two this morning) did not go easy.
MSNBC has done some personnel changes that mean I will not be watching that channel much going forward. I didn't like Chris Matthews at all so won't miss him. But Ali Velchi? Very much. And what has Nicole Wallace done to her face??? Sigh. Nothing stays the same.
I forgot to buy mouth wash yesterday and something else. I purchased these biscuits with tiny dark chocolate dots mixed into the dough. Addictive. Not cookie biscuits- though those would be delightful- these are butter, flour biscuits like for breakfast with eggs and bacon biscuits but with chocolate bits. I told G I needed to buy more of those as well as the mouthwash. And more vegetarian sushi. That was excellent as well. Brown sushi rice. They make it fresh everyday at our grocery. I guess I just remembered what I wanted to buy.
Roads are dry and I have a full tank of gas. I guess I'm "back on the road again" unless we get more snow. I have two books to return to the library and another book to get for G. He's re-reading an author he likes. He forgets. So, this is a good thing- enjoying books he liked reading. Again. "for the first time". I have stacks of old paperback romances saved up for my own loss of memory days. Start with one and read them all and then start over again. Over and over. It's written on my health initiatives paper.
Now I have to go see which fabric collage Liz liked in the comments yesterday.
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