Daily Notes- November 16th

A very old book our daughter found in the Attic a few hours ago.  The regular Attic that is full of other stuff and not cloth.  Even a gigantic wire birdcage meant for a very large parrot or some other very large bird. The book's content covers just about everything- even bookkeeping, dress making, cooking, structural engineering etc.  I am going to enjoy exploring the book.  Science -Literature- Art.

We were looking for screen material for the box husband is making.  I had cross stitch cloth but in the end they found the window screen materials.

We had a REALLY LOUD rain storm last night, lost power and it was amazing.  If you watched the late Sunday Football (Patriots) you saw the storm in Boston.  The commentators said they had shipped the worst of it to Maine.  Ha!!!  The Ground in the yard gives no indication of heavy rain going on all night.  Dry.  I am guessing, so dry the water just ran off instead of soaking in.  A waste of good water.

Tomorrow is supposed to be very cold.  Lowest part of the 30's.  Winter arrives in Maine way before all of the rest of you see any. Sigh.

Mail is being delivered after dark.  Or in the middle of the night.  Always a surprise to find any when we get the morning paper.

Today is Monday so you all know I was at the grocery and did curbside pickup at the library.  I got a bag of four Brownies at grocery.  Daughter saw them and whined.  She wanted them but they do not agree with her digestive system.  (I put that in delicate terms for you all).  And she says she wants me to make lasagna. After I have already been to the grocery.  And she had some other suggestions on things I could cook for her.  I listened.  Not sure how interested I am. Especially the additions of mushroom to everything.

Daughter fulfilled a Christmas Gift she gave to her friend M last December.  Eight hours of gardening help.  Edged all M's beds and inquired nicely if the man living in the house next door wanted to keep his pile of rocks.  He did not. So now M has a lovely rock edging for her flower beds. M fed daughter a lovely lunch she liked so much she is cooking it for herself today.  Paleo.

I haven't eaten any lunch yet.  But my morning oatmeal was quite good.

There was a 40 something father of two young children selecting something from a shelf with their input at today's grocery store visit.  Perhaps a professor at the local college.  He said that out of the amazingly inappropriate foods on display- they had, yet again, chosen the worst of the worst.  Enchanting.  Did I mention he was also very good looking.  And the young man who stocks the soft drinks was at work but facing the wrong way - so I didn't get to admire his tattoo of the constellations of stars and planets today on his left arm.  Perhaps this is one of the perks of being old?