Up at 7 a.m., but skipped my exercises so we could go to a yard sale at the fairgrounds, and other places around town. When we arrived at the fairgrounds, we met a friend coming out who said the sale wasn't worth their trouble. So we left there and stopped by a couple of other sales at private homes.
At one place, I found a beginner ESL book with CD that I think might be useful for my Literacy Council student. It's a new book, priced at $24.95, but I got it for $3. At another sale, sponsored by a church, I picked up four movies on DVD for $4. Hubbie selected a box of kitchen implements that he thought a family member could use.
Then we decided to return to the fairgrounds and take a look around for ourselves. This sale was sponsored by a school for "Project Graduation." So there was a $1 entrance fee. I didn't find much of use at the yard sale beyond some page dividers I'll use in a cookbook. But vendors has set up in one of the buildings, where jewelry, crafts and the like were offered. One booth featured dried foods, canned goods, etc. Here, I bought a package of garlic/parsley noodles, a package of dehydrated veggies, a package of hard ginger snaps, and a package of hulless popcorn.
Funny: after we left the fairgrounds, we toured a new housing addition. At the cul de sac turnaround, I felt something crawling up the inside of my jeans leg. Since there were no houses around, I peeled out of my jeans and found a little cricket-like critter. It was a lot easier getting out of my jeans than it was to wriggle back into them. Hubbie thought the whole incident was hilarious.
On the way home, we stopped at a fast food restaurant to pick up cups of chili. At home, I accompanied Mother to our house, where she joined us for lunch. Mother had stewed some apples to make applesauce, and after the chili, we enjoyed dishes of that, with coffee and ginger snaps. These are hard ginger snaps, good for dipping in coffee. Mother is planning to make a batch of soft ginger snaps (which are delicious and are a favorite of mine) to take on an upcoming trip.
After lunch, we watched the classic Sci-Fi movie, "Independence Day," that I'd recorded on DVR. It's another good October film, even though the plot centers around the July 4 holiday.
Then we watched an old 1963 Alfred Hitchcock movie classic, "The Birds," a psycological thriller in which a small California town is suddenly besieged by birds that attack, and in some cases, kill people.
Later, we had whole wheat pancakes for supper. Afterward, I accompanied Mother to her house. Around 8 p.m., Hubbie and I watched our favorite college football team, as they played to a wide-margin win. I'd recorded the game on DVR.
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Friday, October 7, 2011
Friday, Oct. 7
Up at 6:30 to get ready to go to water aerobics. The water was a little cooler this morning, and the water level was down, so I figure maintenance will top it off, which means it will be probably be pretty chilly Monday. Twenty-six of us showed up today, though, which is a bigger crowd than usually comes on Friday.
Back home, while I was getting ready for the day, Hubbie baked a batch of ready-to-bake chocolate chip cookies that had been in the refrigerator forever...we bought the bucket of cookie dough months ago from a great-granddaughter, who was selling them for a school fundraiser.
Once I was dressed, I accompanied Mother to our house. But we didn't do anything productive before lunch. After lunch, Hubbie and I went shopping for a new TV for Mother. Hers is just awful. The picture color is dark red, and there's a weird ghost image around everything.
We found a suitable small flat screen at our favorite appliance store, but it had to be ordered, so it won't arrive for a few days. We lucked out today in that there was a one-day ten percent discount to seniors. As we usually do with expensive household items for Mother, we will share the expense three ways, so Mother will not be unduly burdened. We'd be glad to take care of the whole price, but Mother will insist on paying part of it.
Back home, we were in no mood to do much, so we watched the 1953 version of "War of the Worlds." The special effects in this movie are very primitive compared to today's realistic ones. In fact, we can clearly see the wires that suspend the Martian spaceships. I wonder why they weren't visible to me when I first saw this movie in a theater as a kid? I guess I saw what I wanted to see.
Some of the effects are pretty cool...the rays that zap people to ash figures on the ground, or allow us to see them as a screaming person, then a skeletal figure, then as ash. The goose-neck zappers, the weird sound coming from the ships, and the slimy Martian creatures, are still eerie. Those goose-neck zappers and the slimy Martians scared the bejeebies out of me when I first saw them...creeped me out for walking home in the twilight after the movie. What if a Martian jumped out from behind a bush and grabbed me?
Later, we had leftover stir fry and rice for supper. Since I'd prepared an abundance of rice Wednesday, Mother made rice pudding while our supper was heating. We enjoyed small dishes of it after supper. So we certainly had enough rice today.
Afterward, I accompanied Mother home, and then Hubbie and I watched the 2006 movie, "Day of Wrath." During the Spanish Inquisition, a sheriff of a small town finds two dead bodies, victims of murder. One is a nobleman, the other a harlot. But when he brings the nobleman's widow back to the scene, he finds the corpses have mysteriously disappeared, and the scene has been thoroughly cleaned. The same thing happens again with another nobleman. In his effort to find the murderers, his own life and the lives of his family are threatened.
Back home, while I was getting ready for the day, Hubbie baked a batch of ready-to-bake chocolate chip cookies that had been in the refrigerator forever...we bought the bucket of cookie dough months ago from a great-granddaughter, who was selling them for a school fundraiser.
Once I was dressed, I accompanied Mother to our house. But we didn't do anything productive before lunch. After lunch, Hubbie and I went shopping for a new TV for Mother. Hers is just awful. The picture color is dark red, and there's a weird ghost image around everything.
We found a suitable small flat screen at our favorite appliance store, but it had to be ordered, so it won't arrive for a few days. We lucked out today in that there was a one-day ten percent discount to seniors. As we usually do with expensive household items for Mother, we will share the expense three ways, so Mother will not be unduly burdened. We'd be glad to take care of the whole price, but Mother will insist on paying part of it.
Back home, we were in no mood to do much, so we watched the 1953 version of "War of the Worlds." The special effects in this movie are very primitive compared to today's realistic ones. In fact, we can clearly see the wires that suspend the Martian spaceships. I wonder why they weren't visible to me when I first saw this movie in a theater as a kid? I guess I saw what I wanted to see.
Some of the effects are pretty cool...the rays that zap people to ash figures on the ground, or allow us to see them as a screaming person, then a skeletal figure, then as ash. The goose-neck zappers, the weird sound coming from the ships, and the slimy Martian creatures, are still eerie. Those goose-neck zappers and the slimy Martians scared the bejeebies out of me when I first saw them...creeped me out for walking home in the twilight after the movie. What if a Martian jumped out from behind a bush and grabbed me?
Later, we had leftover stir fry and rice for supper. Since I'd prepared an abundance of rice Wednesday, Mother made rice pudding while our supper was heating. We enjoyed small dishes of it after supper. So we certainly had enough rice today.
Afterward, I accompanied Mother home, and then Hubbie and I watched the 2006 movie, "Day of Wrath." During the Spanish Inquisition, a sheriff of a small town finds two dead bodies, victims of murder. One is a nobleman, the other a harlot. But when he brings the nobleman's widow back to the scene, he finds the corpses have mysteriously disappeared, and the scene has been thoroughly cleaned. The same thing happens again with another nobleman. In his effort to find the murderers, his own life and the lives of his family are threatened.
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Thursday, Oct. 6
Lazy day. Slept until 7:30, and after breakfast, Hubbie and I went for a bike ride. Beautiful, beautiful weather for a ride.
After that, we did this and that before lunch, and very little beyond reading our novels after lunch. Mother stayed at home today, though I visited her for a while this afternoon.
After a supper of leftovers, Hubbie and I went to the movie theater to see "Moneyball," starring Brad Pitt as the general manager of the Oakland A's, Billy Beane, who uses computer-generated analysis to put together a winning team.
Only six of us were in the theater. Afterward, we noticed three elderly ladies, one of whom is an acquaintance, standing by a car, so I asked if everything was okay. One of them said the driver of the car had locked her keys in the car, including the key to her house.
We stuck around until we knew they had solved their problem. They tried to call a locksmith, but got only voice mail. Finally, the woman locked out her car remembered that her neighbor has a key to her house and that there was an extra car key at her home. So another lady offered to drive her to the neighbor's house. Problem solved, and we felt free to come on home.
We were back home around 10 p.m., in time to head to bed.
After that, we did this and that before lunch, and very little beyond reading our novels after lunch. Mother stayed at home today, though I visited her for a while this afternoon.
After a supper of leftovers, Hubbie and I went to the movie theater to see "Moneyball," starring Brad Pitt as the general manager of the Oakland A's, Billy Beane, who uses computer-generated analysis to put together a winning team.
Only six of us were in the theater. Afterward, we noticed three elderly ladies, one of whom is an acquaintance, standing by a car, so I asked if everything was okay. One of them said the driver of the car had locked her keys in the car, including the key to her house.
We stuck around until we knew they had solved their problem. They tried to call a locksmith, but got only voice mail. Finally, the woman locked out her car remembered that her neighbor has a key to her house and that there was an extra car key at her home. So another lady offered to drive her to the neighbor's house. Problem solved, and we felt free to come on home.
We were back home around 10 p.m., in time to head to bed.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Wednesday, Oct. 5
Up at 6:30 to get ready to go to water aerobics. When I left to go to the college, I drove in the opposite direction, in order to turn around in a neighbor's driveway so that I could slow down near our driveway and let Hubbie, who was pulling the camper, turn onto the highway without having to worry about someone racing around that blind curve and hitting him. Turning to the left out of our driveway onto that highway in busy early morning traffic, with the sun glaring from that direction, and the vegetation growing on the neighboring property, which blocks our view around that curve, it's an iffy proposition at the best of times.
Hubbie had to take the camper to another town to have it checked for a gas leak. It hasn't been long since he took it to the shop to find out why the heater didn't work. I wonder why the gas leak wasn't found then? I commented to Hubbie a week or so ago that I thought I could smell gas. But it wasn't until he discovered the tanks were empty, after he'd only recently filled them, that he decided to take the unit back for repair.
The pool this morning was warm again. Twenty-five of us showed up for the session. In the dressing room, a custodial person...a young woman...came in, rolling a mop bucket. I noticed she was wearing a medical boot, and I asked her about it. She said her food became very painful last Saturday, and she went to the doctor and learned she had a broken heel. She has no idea how she broke it, she said.
I have to wonder what's going on that so many folks are suffering broken bones?
Only a few minutes after I got back home, Hubbie arrived. I always worry about him traveling any distance without me, and am glad for his safe return.
Once I was ready for the day, I made a few phone calls, and then accompanied Mother to our house. We didn't do much for the rest of the morning. After lunch, Hubbie took one of the cats to the vet. The cat, blind in one eye, constantly breathes as if she is stopped up with allergies. The vet gave her a couple of shots and prescribed medicine for her, and commented that in listening to her chest, it sounded like she has an underdeveloped lung.
While Hubbie was gone, Mother and I watched the 1964 movie, "Hush, Hush, Sweet Charlotte." This black and white film is as creepy now as it was when it first came out. It's a good one for the Halloween season.
Later, we had a stir fry supper using fresh veggies left over from our outing to another town to see a new great-granddaughter last Saturday. Afterward, Hubbie and I accompanied Mother to her house, where Hubbie helped her put a cutain back up in the living room that her cat had managed to pull down.
Later, we watched the 2008 movie, "The Oxford Murders," starring Elijah Wood, and John Hurt. An Oxford University professor and a grad student find an elderly woman in Oxford murdered. The murderer announces upcoming murders through mathematical symbols that the professor and the student have to solve in order to stop the killer.
Today, Hubbie learned that his son-in-law had been in surgery until 3 a.m. this morning for repair to a broken ankle. He learned that Son-in-Law not only suffered a broken ankle, but he also suffered a broken foot and a crushed heel. His doctor says it will be at least three months before he will be able to walk comfortably.
Hubbie had to take the camper to another town to have it checked for a gas leak. It hasn't been long since he took it to the shop to find out why the heater didn't work. I wonder why the gas leak wasn't found then? I commented to Hubbie a week or so ago that I thought I could smell gas. But it wasn't until he discovered the tanks were empty, after he'd only recently filled them, that he decided to take the unit back for repair.
The pool this morning was warm again. Twenty-five of us showed up for the session. In the dressing room, a custodial person...a young woman...came in, rolling a mop bucket. I noticed she was wearing a medical boot, and I asked her about it. She said her food became very painful last Saturday, and she went to the doctor and learned she had a broken heel. She has no idea how she broke it, she said.
I have to wonder what's going on that so many folks are suffering broken bones?
Only a few minutes after I got back home, Hubbie arrived. I always worry about him traveling any distance without me, and am glad for his safe return.
Once I was ready for the day, I made a few phone calls, and then accompanied Mother to our house. We didn't do much for the rest of the morning. After lunch, Hubbie took one of the cats to the vet. The cat, blind in one eye, constantly breathes as if she is stopped up with allergies. The vet gave her a couple of shots and prescribed medicine for her, and commented that in listening to her chest, it sounded like she has an underdeveloped lung.
While Hubbie was gone, Mother and I watched the 1964 movie, "Hush, Hush, Sweet Charlotte." This black and white film is as creepy now as it was when it first came out. It's a good one for the Halloween season.
Later, we had a stir fry supper using fresh veggies left over from our outing to another town to see a new great-granddaughter last Saturday. Afterward, Hubbie and I accompanied Mother to her house, where Hubbie helped her put a cutain back up in the living room that her cat had managed to pull down.
Later, we watched the 2008 movie, "The Oxford Murders," starring Elijah Wood, and John Hurt. An Oxford University professor and a grad student find an elderly woman in Oxford murdered. The murderer announces upcoming murders through mathematical symbols that the professor and the student have to solve in order to stop the killer.
Today, Hubbie learned that his son-in-law had been in surgery until 3 a.m. this morning for repair to a broken ankle. He learned that Son-in-Law not only suffered a broken ankle, but he also suffered a broken foot and a crushed heel. His doctor says it will be at least three months before he will be able to walk comfortably.
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Tuesday, Oct. 4
Up at 7:30. After breakfast, Hubbie and I rode bikes for a half hour...nice cool morning for a ride.
Didn't do anything else for the morning, except get ready for the day and meet an 11 a.m. dental appointment. I told my dentist about the little set-to I had with the periodontist in the capital city a few months ago. I need to have a tooth extracted, and have deep cleaning on another tooth, and when I asked the periodontist if I should let my regular dentist know about this, he said, "I'm the periodontist! I know what needs to be done!" and he stormed out of the room.
Today, my regular dentist laughed and said, "I'm a dentist, and I know what needs to be done, too." He advised that I really no longer have need of a periodontist, and the procedures recommended could be done right here, which means I wouldn't need to make that two-hour trip to the capital city. So I will be contacting the periodontist to let him know I no longer need his services. He's fired.
The procedure will be done next Tuesday, before which time I need to take an antibiotic for a few days, and cease taking my blood thinner for two days.
Back home, Mother had heated potato soup for our lunch, which we had with peanut butter and crackers. Afterward, Hubbie and I ran errands...to the newspaper office to drop off this week's word search puzzle contest, to a pharmacy/grocery store to pick up prescriptions and buy grapes and cheese, to the WDCS for groceries, and to the gas station.
At home again, we did this and that until suppertime. Supper tonight was leftover beans and ham, turnips, sauteed new potatoes, and cornbread.
Later, we went to the college about a mile down the road for the first of a series of programs for which we have season tickets. Tonight's performance was an illusionist. There was a near-capacity crowd for this very entertaining show that included lots of special effects smoke and lighting, comedy, and amazing illusions that I had not seen before.
Tonight, we lucked out and no very large person sat in the seat in front of Mother. In fact, the two couples who sat in front of us moved down so there was an empty seat in front of Mother, which was very nice. But then the couple in front of me and Hubbie decided to move head to head so that they blocked Hubbie's view. Hubbie is too nice to say anything, but I'm pretty forward, so I asked them to please separate so Hubbie could see the stage. They pleasantly obliged.
Got home around 8:30, and watched the elimination round of "Dancing With the Stars." Once again, we were surprised that the one we were sure would be eliminated, was not.
Just before we left to go to the program at the college, Hubbie received a phone call from his son, telling him that his son-in-law had been in a motorcycle accident and had broken his left ankle. This son-in-law is the husband of his daughter, who recently broke her right ankle. Now they'll both be in casts for several weeks. I don't know how they'll manage.
Didn't do anything else for the morning, except get ready for the day and meet an 11 a.m. dental appointment. I told my dentist about the little set-to I had with the periodontist in the capital city a few months ago. I need to have a tooth extracted, and have deep cleaning on another tooth, and when I asked the periodontist if I should let my regular dentist know about this, he said, "I'm the periodontist! I know what needs to be done!" and he stormed out of the room.
Today, my regular dentist laughed and said, "I'm a dentist, and I know what needs to be done, too." He advised that I really no longer have need of a periodontist, and the procedures recommended could be done right here, which means I wouldn't need to make that two-hour trip to the capital city. So I will be contacting the periodontist to let him know I no longer need his services. He's fired.
The procedure will be done next Tuesday, before which time I need to take an antibiotic for a few days, and cease taking my blood thinner for two days.
Back home, Mother had heated potato soup for our lunch, which we had with peanut butter and crackers. Afterward, Hubbie and I ran errands...to the newspaper office to drop off this week's word search puzzle contest, to a pharmacy/grocery store to pick up prescriptions and buy grapes and cheese, to the WDCS for groceries, and to the gas station.
At home again, we did this and that until suppertime. Supper tonight was leftover beans and ham, turnips, sauteed new potatoes, and cornbread.
Later, we went to the college about a mile down the road for the first of a series of programs for which we have season tickets. Tonight's performance was an illusionist. There was a near-capacity crowd for this very entertaining show that included lots of special effects smoke and lighting, comedy, and amazing illusions that I had not seen before.
Tonight, we lucked out and no very large person sat in the seat in front of Mother. In fact, the two couples who sat in front of us moved down so there was an empty seat in front of Mother, which was very nice. But then the couple in front of me and Hubbie decided to move head to head so that they blocked Hubbie's view. Hubbie is too nice to say anything, but I'm pretty forward, so I asked them to please separate so Hubbie could see the stage. They pleasantly obliged.
Got home around 8:30, and watched the elimination round of "Dancing With the Stars." Once again, we were surprised that the one we were sure would be eliminated, was not.
Just before we left to go to the program at the college, Hubbie received a phone call from his son, telling him that his son-in-law had been in a motorcycle accident and had broken his left ankle. This son-in-law is the husband of his daughter, who recently broke her right ankle. Now they'll both be in casts for several weeks. I don't know how they'll manage.
Monday, October 3, 2011
Monday, Oct. 3
Long day. Up at 6:30 to get ready for water aerobics. Once again the water was wonderfully warm, and I enjoyed the session.
Learned, though, that an acquaintance of ours, only in her 50s, is dying of cirrhosis of the liver. I had no idea she was an alcoholic. We knew that several years ago, she suffered from anorexia, but we never knew alcohol was a problem for her, too.
A young member returned to the pool today after a long absence. Seems she had been suffering from a particularly virulent intestinal bacteria that caused extreme bloating and horrible pain. She described the pain as, "even my hair, my teeth, and my fingernails hurt." The bacteria was resistant to antibiotics for a long time. But she finally fully recovered after an appropriate antibiotic was found. I asked her how she might have contracted the bacteria, and she said she thought she picked it up during a trip to several countries last summer...probably in China.
Back home, once I was ready for the day, I went downtown to the county library to see if there were any books I wanted from their book sale. I found six. All the books, hardbacks and paperbacks, were priced at twenty-five cents each.
Books I chose included a volume a short stories set in our state, an Oprah Winfry selection by Joyce Carol Oates titled, "We Were the Mulvaneys," a hardback by Luanne Rice titled, "Sandcastles," a suspense by Catherine Coulter called, "TailSpin," and a humor book by Dave Barry called, "The Shepherd, the Angel, and Walter the Christmas Dog."
Back home again, we had a lunch of chicken salad sandwiches and fresh grapes, after which I looked over the lesson plan for my student. Today, we worked with sentences in passive and active voices: He washed the car yesterday/The car was washed yesterday; He closed the door last night/The door was closed last night.
We also looked at -er comparative form of adjectives: Dan is 18. He is young. Ed is 15. He is younger, as well as the comparative form of good and bad: That red apple is good. This yellow apple is very good. This yellow apple is better than that red apple. I had a bad headache yesterday. I have a very bad headache today. My headache is worse today than it was yesterday.
The session ended with the student reading two simple stories and then answering questions about them.
At home, Mother (with Hubbie's help) had prepared potato soup for our supper. Our original plan was to have leftover beans and ham, new potatoes, and turnips tonight, but since Hubbie and I were scheduled to attend a juried art show and reception at the gallery later, we thought it prudent to postpone that meal.
As soon as supper was over, Hubbie and I changed into dressy clothes for the art event at 6 p.m. We arrived around 6:30 (fashionably late, I guess, even if not intended), in time to view the art, and be present for the awards ceremony, conducted by the mayor of our city. The art that was judged came from all over the state and a few other states, but the top winner, and the second place winner are known to us...one is a member of the local visual arts committee.
The gallery looked really nice. I wasn't too fond of the paint color chosen when we put it on the walls a few weeks ago, but after seeing the art against it, I've changed my mind.
This was a by-invitation-only wine and cheese event...by invitation only, because that's the only way we could serve wine in a dry county (as a private party). Once we'd indulged in small helpings of the refreshments, and visited all the folks, we left the party and were back home by about 7:30.
We finished the evening by watching tonight's episode of "Dancing with the Stars."
Learned, though, that an acquaintance of ours, only in her 50s, is dying of cirrhosis of the liver. I had no idea she was an alcoholic. We knew that several years ago, she suffered from anorexia, but we never knew alcohol was a problem for her, too.
A young member returned to the pool today after a long absence. Seems she had been suffering from a particularly virulent intestinal bacteria that caused extreme bloating and horrible pain. She described the pain as, "even my hair, my teeth, and my fingernails hurt." The bacteria was resistant to antibiotics for a long time. But she finally fully recovered after an appropriate antibiotic was found. I asked her how she might have contracted the bacteria, and she said she thought she picked it up during a trip to several countries last summer...probably in China.
Back home, once I was ready for the day, I went downtown to the county library to see if there were any books I wanted from their book sale. I found six. All the books, hardbacks and paperbacks, were priced at twenty-five cents each.
Books I chose included a volume a short stories set in our state, an Oprah Winfry selection by Joyce Carol Oates titled, "We Were the Mulvaneys," a hardback by Luanne Rice titled, "Sandcastles," a suspense by Catherine Coulter called, "TailSpin," and a humor book by Dave Barry called, "The Shepherd, the Angel, and Walter the Christmas Dog."
Back home again, we had a lunch of chicken salad sandwiches and fresh grapes, after which I looked over the lesson plan for my student. Today, we worked with sentences in passive and active voices: He washed the car yesterday/The car was washed yesterday; He closed the door last night/The door was closed last night.
We also looked at -er comparative form of adjectives: Dan is 18. He is young. Ed is 15. He is younger, as well as the comparative form of good and bad: That red apple is good. This yellow apple is very good. This yellow apple is better than that red apple. I had a bad headache yesterday. I have a very bad headache today. My headache is worse today than it was yesterday.
The session ended with the student reading two simple stories and then answering questions about them.
At home, Mother (with Hubbie's help) had prepared potato soup for our supper. Our original plan was to have leftover beans and ham, new potatoes, and turnips tonight, but since Hubbie and I were scheduled to attend a juried art show and reception at the gallery later, we thought it prudent to postpone that meal.
As soon as supper was over, Hubbie and I changed into dressy clothes for the art event at 6 p.m. We arrived around 6:30 (fashionably late, I guess, even if not intended), in time to view the art, and be present for the awards ceremony, conducted by the mayor of our city. The art that was judged came from all over the state and a few other states, but the top winner, and the second place winner are known to us...one is a member of the local visual arts committee.
The gallery looked really nice. I wasn't too fond of the paint color chosen when we put it on the walls a few weeks ago, but after seeing the art against it, I've changed my mind.
This was a by-invitation-only wine and cheese event...by invitation only, because that's the only way we could serve wine in a dry county (as a private party). Once we'd indulged in small helpings of the refreshments, and visited all the folks, we left the party and were back home by about 7:30.
We finished the evening by watching tonight's episode of "Dancing with the Stars."
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Sunday, Oct. 2
Slept late this morning. Needed the rest after a very busy week. Skipped my exercises this morning. Hubbie accompanied Mother to our house, and she started a pot of beans simmering, while I got ready for the day.
I spent the rest of the morning as usual...washing clothes, reading the Sunday newspaper, programming the DVR. Our lunch of beans and ham, boiled new potatoes, turnips, and cornbread was delicious.
After lunch, we watched a couple of classic horror shows..."Sleepy Hollow," with Johnny Depp, and "Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde," with Michael Caine, both on VHS tapes. We enjoyed them, but I'd like to own them on DVD. Tapes are so inadequate on today's TVs.
During the second feature, we enjoyed a mid-afternoon snack of chocolate cake and peach cobbler, with Chai tea.
Following the movies, I accompanied Mother to her house. Then Hubbie and I watched "The Chronicles of Narnia: the Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe," on DVR. In the middle of this long movie, we had oatmeal and toast with jelly for supper. Oatmeal is not my favorite dish, but I was in the mood for something warm on this cool evening.
Note: recently, our chiming pendulum clock quit keeping time. I bought the clock about fifteen years ago at a discount outlet. Since it wasn't worth fixing, I ordered a new one online. The new one arrived a couple of days ago. The wood of the clock is dark instead of light, and its somewhat smaller than the old one, but it chimes the same tune in a slightly different, still pleasing, tone.
When I bought the first clock, I feared Hubbie would not like the hourly chiming but, surprisingly, he seemed charmed by it. After a while, we weren't really conscious of the chiming, but when the clock stopped, we really missed hearing that familiar, and comforting, hourly tune. Even Mother was anxious to have another similar clock.
I spent the rest of the morning as usual...washing clothes, reading the Sunday newspaper, programming the DVR. Our lunch of beans and ham, boiled new potatoes, turnips, and cornbread was delicious.
After lunch, we watched a couple of classic horror shows..."Sleepy Hollow," with Johnny Depp, and "Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde," with Michael Caine, both on VHS tapes. We enjoyed them, but I'd like to own them on DVD. Tapes are so inadequate on today's TVs.
During the second feature, we enjoyed a mid-afternoon snack of chocolate cake and peach cobbler, with Chai tea.
Following the movies, I accompanied Mother to her house. Then Hubbie and I watched "The Chronicles of Narnia: the Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe," on DVR. In the middle of this long movie, we had oatmeal and toast with jelly for supper. Oatmeal is not my favorite dish, but I was in the mood for something warm on this cool evening.
Note: recently, our chiming pendulum clock quit keeping time. I bought the clock about fifteen years ago at a discount outlet. Since it wasn't worth fixing, I ordered a new one online. The new one arrived a couple of days ago. The wood of the clock is dark instead of light, and its somewhat smaller than the old one, but it chimes the same tune in a slightly different, still pleasing, tone.
When I bought the first clock, I feared Hubbie would not like the hourly chiming but, surprisingly, he seemed charmed by it. After a while, we weren't really conscious of the chiming, but when the clock stopped, we really missed hearing that familiar, and comforting, hourly tune. Even Mother was anxious to have another similar clock.
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