Daily Notes- January 2nd

 In the Spirit of community- no picture.  So many of the blogs I like to read -Typepad-- are having troubles uploading pictures.  I guess, for them, the pictures are the true motivation.  For me- the photo is more often than not- just something I noticed as I walked past with the camera.  Nothing special.

So, today- no picture.  Not because I can't...but because I don't see anything interesting. And I...like words.

I folded the laundry.  I had done a "white" wash yesterday.  No darks.  A pile of flour sack dish towels.  New and used. Restaurant aprons from when we owned a restaurant.  I don't like to use bleach- it breaks down the organic fibers- so my flour sack towels are not as white as they once were.  And you all know I like white.  So.......I was disappointed in the way they looked as I folded them.  But they felt good to the touch.  Softening with age for some and still brand new for others. My daughter seems to be gifting me four new ones each Christmas.  When they get really old- or badly stained-- they will enter the wonderful world of the dye pot.

We had cake again for supper.  We did have a good breakfast and a very decent late lunch around 5 pm. We had Chinese take out left overs.  I always get Orange Chicken.  And a large white rice.  Lasts me three and sometimes four meals.  I fill my morning oatmeal bowl.  I use the same bowl all day- just a good hot wash in between uses.  I even eat my cake and ice cream in that same bowl.  It's not the deep bowl.  It's a wide flat heavy restaurant weight bowl.  Pedestrian.  I think I got it at the job lots type store.  I got a stack of them for perhaps 99 cents each.  The other bowls are from various places.  Crate and Barrel.  Taller, whiter, thinner.

I am tasked with baking a Pumpkin Pie today.

It snowed overnight.  Not much.  Mushy and wet.  But nice to see white again since it is Winter. Husband was in the workshop.  He had been asked to repair daughter's "favorite" shovel.  He had not. Reminded. Forgot.  Asked.  Forgot.  This morning a text message.  Insistent.  Three storms and still no shovel. He is now driving over to give her the repaired shovel.

I am reading.  So slowly......... Christmas at the Island Hotel by Jenny Colgan.  I think I missed a book. The Endless  Beach.  The first in the series is Christmas on the Island.  It's slow going.  And I don't know why.  I like the setting and the characters.  Perhaps it's because I am missing that in-between book?? I have to remind myself to order it.  Well, I  should begin on the Pumpkin Pie.

Happy Second Day of 2021.