A Saturday

My plans today were to give the bathroom and kitchen a lick and a promise.  With our forever home being in the tiny house category, it doesn’t take much to be out of place and it screams “Clean me!”  I got with the program.

Dennis and his friend Dwayne went for coffee.  It was just what Dennis needed . . . getting out and about and not dwelling on what he couldn’t change . . . his foot.  No doubt he would love to put on a shoe and move some older snow around.  That isn’t going to happen for some time.

I had put together a grocery list for the late forenoon and right now the kitchen is letting me know, I had made good choices.  There is a pork shoulder roast in my mom’s blue speckled enameled oblong roaster with a sliced onion, baby carrots and two large peeled potatoes snuggled in along side for the roasting process.  We have not had a treat like this in a long time.  Dennis had offered a tuna pasta dish but nothing beats a total meal in a blue speckled enameled oblong roaster.  Set at 300 degrees for a long afternoon in the oven . . . tasty.

When Dennis got home this noon, he decided to get the vehicles washed this afternoon.  The streets are dry for now and getting the salt residue off is a good thing.  Both his pickup and my car may well be the last vehicles we need to own.  I hope so.

My brother called today.  As he is cleaning some items after Lois’ passing, he had to fly some things past me.  The Bernina sewing machine shop in Decorah must have seen Lois coming.  Calvin had found ump-teen attachments still in sealed boxes for her machine model.  Many were at a $200.00 crack each.  Lois had not done any sewing for many years.  Calvin equated it as a man that buys tools because they are available.  Calvin has placed an ad in the Decorah paper.  Whoever decides to contact him with an offer would be reaping quite the honey pot.  

I am not spending any amount of time in the studio today.  I did go down and prep some supplies going forward.  It always feels like a treat when I don’t have to start from scratch the next time I visit.

May all of you relish this warm weekend.  On days such as this one, I feel as if I am missing something.  That would be the fact that I am relishing a quiet home as the furnace is not spinning the meter off of the house.