Sunday, Sept. 2

Up at 7:30, but skipped my exercises, as I usually do on Sundays. Hubbie accompanied Mother to our house mid-morning, and we prepared country ribs and sweet potatoes for the oven. This is our Labor Day meal, but we'll just have it leftover tomorrow, so we won't have to cook on the holiday.

While the meal cooked, we watched two more episodes of "Mansfield Park." We commented that apparently upper-crust 18th century folks in England had absolutely nothing better to do than sit around plotting romances. And then it occurred to us that we apparently had nothing better to do than sit around doing nothing, watching a movie about people sitting around doing nothing.

Lunch was ready after the first episode, and we enjoyed the meal while watching the second episode. There are two more episodes remaining, which we'll watch tomorrow. Our goal this weekend was to sit around doing nothing, and I think we're going to achieve it. Well, I do plan to go to water aerobics in the morning, but that's the most productive thing I'll do all day, probably.

Mother headed to the couch for a nap after lunch. When she got up around 3 p.m., she was ready to go home, so Hubbie accompanied her.

Hubbie and I spent the rest of the afternoon and evening reading the Sunday paper, watching TV, and just generally goofing off. We take this holiday weekend stuff seriously.

A 1996 Hallmark movie we saw was "The Witch's Daughter." In Scotland, a 12-year-old girl's father is lost at sea, and her heartbroken mother commits suicide by drowning herself in the sea.

The mother is thought to have been a witch, who put a spell on the sea for taking her husband, and when lobster fishing dries up, the islanders are convinced of her powers.

The daughter, now living with her aunt, is labled the "witch's daughter," and becomes an outcast in the community. She is befriended by a young man her age, though, and they solve a mystery of stolen diamonds and art work.