Daily Notes- February 18th. Melting Snow. Sunshine.

 Curling.  Almost the entire day.  This is my tabletop curling game.  The little "stones" have rolling balls under them.  So they roll down and "hit" the others in the circle.  I was showing husband how it works. He thought it was "stupid".  The red ones outside the circle are "guards" to hopefully block stones from getting into the scoring circle..  At this point, it looks like the aqua team might have three points.  If the lower left stone has enough of a "bite" of the inside circle.  The red might have the same "bite" so they would have to get the electronic measuring device out. If red is in more- one point for the red team. No points for aqua.  I wish the stones were red and yellow like in the real games. Trademark issue, I guess.

The real stones weigh 40 pounds.  And they sit in below freezing temps for 70 hours before the games begin.  The white surface is frozen ice with a pebbled surface so the stones slide over top.

Today is the last Curling Day I believe.  Then it's over for another 4 years.

My left eyelid itches.  Allergy.  I must have eaten too much of something yesterday and set it off.  Or rubbed my eye with something on my hand.  Which my eyelid didn't like.  Fun times, being me.

I finished the vegetable soup yesterday.  I am thinking about what to make next for today.  Another, Different Soup (black bean bisque)?  A Vegetable Pasta?  A Romaine and Swiss sandwich?  Kraft Mac and Cheese? Or Steamed Jasmine Rice with Frozen Green Peas?  I don't think any of the choices has much protein. Possibly the sandwich which has cheese?????  I could also eat a big handful of walnuts.  Or make pancakes with lots of butter and syrup.  I try NOT to make the Pancakes.  I am the Poster Child for the Unhealthy Way to Not Eat (too many) Animal Products.  With exception of Cheese, Milk and Butter- where no died. I will admit to the animals not having a "Happy Life" no matter what the packaging on the products says.

Are you bored to death yet?  I am.

My book yesterday was The Lost Letters of William Woolf by Helen Cullen.  If anyone has read this book comment- I am left wondering who William Woolf ended up with.  The author sort of left it hanging-- right on the last page of the book.