Daily Notes- August 19th- Was supposed to be raining. Isn't.

 Article about the delights of linen sheets.  I agree.  These aqua ones- I actually don't own that color but I SHOULD own that color.

Watering.  The Almost Grass.  We are supposed to be having RAIN.  We aren't.  Cloud cover is getting darker.  I gave up thinking positive about RAIN this summer.  It isn't a sure thing.  Even in Maine.

I have my inhalers to pick up at the grocery pharmacy.  The Peaches on the counter are softening.  I will make a cobbler.  Southern Style.  Pizza tonight with Football. Oven Use in August is not my favorite. And I did not have even ONE Tomato Sandwich this Summer.

I have been watching baseball. Watching the Pitchers with their weird repetitive mannerisms.  Missed the game where the guy got hit in the face with the ball.  Breaking three bones.  Most likely in the shape if a crater the size of a baseball.  

I watched  NOVA last night. They (WE) sent that tiny orbiter to take a snapshot of Pluto.

Pluto is gorgeous. Silvery.  Metallic.  They think it's core is liquid.  Perhaps water.

Daughter brought over a very heavy bag packed with her co-worker's work pants.  The right knee busted out on every pair of pants.  I mended three pair of light blue washed out denim yesterday and drove to her house to drop off.  I passed his house but didn't stop.  He lives on the busy street and backing out into traffic is not my idea of a "good time".  And I have the feeling he would not answer the door anyway. 

I had saved up a pile of denim- old stuff.  Cut into rectangles- pretty large.  I was determined to make a denim quilt.  I gave up before even sewing two sections together.  Those pieces are worn and perfectly suited to mending this guy's pant legs.  He specified no "flowery" fabrics.  I use that on daughter's knees.

I wanted to stay on his "good side" as he carried the AC units in and set up our Christmas Tree. No flowery fabrics.  Straight up denim. He reminds me of our son.  A lot.