Daily Notes- And it's Saturday All Day- Cool here but supposed to warm up as the day goes

 Well.  It's Saturday.  We were both up early (for no reason on Earth).  Tennis to watch today.  It's like taking a tranquilizer and then it's not.   I have been coaching the players from my seat on the couch.  Mostly saying stop doing what doesn't work or don't fall for that trick AGAIN!!!.  I should shout that at myself!!  I gave my Reading Eyes two days off but filled up my library bag with 8 new books. Well, not actually new- some I have read before but want to again.  

I fried frozen dumplings for husband's supper and baked a package of frozen Mexican Corn for myself.  I added more Parmesan cheese and some mayo when it was out of the oven.  Might have needed another 20 minutes in the oven.  The times on the packages are never correct.  But if you knew it took a full hour in the oven- would you buy it?  No. So they lie and write- 25 minutes. It was okay.

Husband has promised or just lied to me (again) that he is watering the back fenced garden.  The herbs and the blueberries and the grapes now that they are thinking about growing.  I had just about given up on them. But there are green shoots and leaves poking out of what looks like dead wood. The Lily of the Valley under the French Lilac has overtaken the entire walkway.  And I just don't care.

I have to fill the French Watering cans and carry them across the street to my neighbor's house and water her annuals.  Then come back and water my annuals and then go sit on the couch and recover.

That's going to be "it" for the day.  I could possibly talk myself into doing a load of wash.  More sheets. But I  don't think I have any more words to add to the notebook- Washing Machine Pages. I ran out of interesting things to write after yesterday's load.  But I found some cloth and intend to make more tiny pillowcases for the little pillows we each have.  Like the small pillows we used to get on airplanes- when planes weren't Loaded, Smelly and Quite Awful.  I guess they meant it when they called them Air Bus..

I was picking things up off the floor in the sewing room.  It gets so messy when left alone too long.  Found stuff I had meant to continuing working on (after 10 or 20 years of not working on) and that stuff is now on the ironing board.   Where I will actually SEE it (until I need to iron something- then all bets are off).  Needle turn appliqué.  I also found the Baltimore silk ribbon appliqué I was working on.  Wow.  That looks pretty intense.  I was actually really good at this stuff and then...... what happened???   The internet????  I think so.