Awoke at 1:30 to a storm with wind, lightening, booming thunder, and heavy rain. It passed in about 30 minutes. Don't know how much rain we got last night, but on Wednesday, we got more than any other county in the state, and yesterday, we came in second.
Awoke again at 7 a.m., but since Hubbie was still peacefully snoozing, I stayed in bed until he woke up at 8 a.m. After breakfast, I went to Mother's house to help her take a shower, and then throw a load of laundry in the washer for her.
Back home, I changed into exercise clothes and did a treadmill and weights session. By this time, it was noon. After lunch, Hubbie accompanied Mother to our house. She diced onions and bell peppers, and cut up turkey bacon for a batch of baked beans. I sauteed the bacon and onions/peppers and added them to four cans of low-sodium canned pinto beans, along with beef broth, no-sodium ketchup, yellow mustard and spiced mustard, brown sugar substitute, Worcestershire sauce, brown sugar substitute, and spices...pepper, no-sodium seasoning, and paprika.
I put them in the oven, to be baked at 325 degrees for about an hour and a half. But after the allotted time, I noticed the beans were not bubbly like they should have been...because I'd misread the oven dial, and set it at 225 degrees. I increased the heat to 400 degrees, and in about twenty minutes, the beans were bubbly.
That's not the only dumb thing I did today. I also forgot to send the four quarts of 11-bean soup downtown for the SOUPer Saturday benefit for the arts council. I thought I was so smart to prepare the soup a couple of weeks ago, put it into Styrofoam quart cups that I'd labeled, and then freeze it for today.
Don't know what's the matter with me. There must be a brain-eating zombie in the neighborhood.
While the beans sulled, Hubbie and I watched our favorite college basketball team as they played to a disappointing loss. They have yet to win a game on the road.
Later, I fixed hamburger/turkey burgers, and corn-on-the-cob, to go with baked beans, for supper. Afterward, Hubbie accompanied Mother back home.
Then we watched a creepy 2005 movie, "The Skeleton Key," Starring Kate Hudson and Gena Rowlands, among others.
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Friday, February 3, 2012
Friday, Feb. 3
Since the college pool was closed today, and it was a very rainy morning, we slept late, until around 8:30. After breakfast, I did stair stepping, resistance band, and weights exercises.
Mother stayed home today, of course. On rainy days like this, it's too risky for her to try to walk across the yard.
Once I was ready for the day, I did this and that until lunchtime. But after lunch, I did very little other than reading "Anna Karenina," on my e-reader.
Funny: while I was reading, Hubbie ran a couple of errands, and after he'd been gone for about an hour and a half, I began to be concerned about him. So I called his cell phone.
"Where are you? Are you all right?" I asked, when I got an answer.
"I'm in Memphis, and I'm fine."
Memphis! What was he doing in Memphis? Then it dawned on me. I'd inadvertently dialed my son's number, instead of Hubbie's. Son is in Memphis competing in a band competition.
Lesson learned. I need to make sure I've touched the right name on my contact list before dialing! Son suggested that my smartphone might be smarter than I am, and I think he's right. Oh, well, it was pretty nice getting to chat with Son, anyway. And just before the end of our conversation, Hubbie walked in the door. All was well.
Around 4 p.m., I mixed a quadruple batch of whole wheat pancake batter, and Hubbie cooked them in an electric fry pan. I like to prepare a large batch of pancakes at once and then freeze them for future meals.
While Hubbie was cooking the pancakes, I put partial jars of jelly (peach and muscadine grape) and cherry preserves in a pan of hot water to melt, since they had turned to sugar after being opened. We used these liquified jellies in place of syrup on the pancakes we had for supper.
Hubbie took a serving of pancakes, the jar of peach jelly, and a couple of slices of turkey bacon to Mother for her supper.
After we'd cleaned the kitchen and prepared the pancakes for the freezer (by placing them individually between sheets of wax paper, and then putting them in freezer bags), I turned the TV off, and we read our novels for an hour.
Back to TV, we watched favorite one-hour shows until bedtime.
Mother stayed home today, of course. On rainy days like this, it's too risky for her to try to walk across the yard.
Once I was ready for the day, I did this and that until lunchtime. But after lunch, I did very little other than reading "Anna Karenina," on my e-reader.
Funny: while I was reading, Hubbie ran a couple of errands, and after he'd been gone for about an hour and a half, I began to be concerned about him. So I called his cell phone.
"Where are you? Are you all right?" I asked, when I got an answer.
"I'm in Memphis, and I'm fine."
Memphis! What was he doing in Memphis? Then it dawned on me. I'd inadvertently dialed my son's number, instead of Hubbie's. Son is in Memphis competing in a band competition.
Lesson learned. I need to make sure I've touched the right name on my contact list before dialing! Son suggested that my smartphone might be smarter than I am, and I think he's right. Oh, well, it was pretty nice getting to chat with Son, anyway. And just before the end of our conversation, Hubbie walked in the door. All was well.
Around 4 p.m., I mixed a quadruple batch of whole wheat pancake batter, and Hubbie cooked them in an electric fry pan. I like to prepare a large batch of pancakes at once and then freeze them for future meals.
While Hubbie was cooking the pancakes, I put partial jars of jelly (peach and muscadine grape) and cherry preserves in a pan of hot water to melt, since they had turned to sugar after being opened. We used these liquified jellies in place of syrup on the pancakes we had for supper.
Hubbie took a serving of pancakes, the jar of peach jelly, and a couple of slices of turkey bacon to Mother for her supper.
After we'd cleaned the kitchen and prepared the pancakes for the freezer (by placing them individually between sheets of wax paper, and then putting them in freezer bags), I turned the TV off, and we read our novels for an hour.
Back to TV, we watched favorite one-hour shows until bedtime.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Thursday, Feb. 2
What a gorgeous day it has been! Sunshine and balmy temperature.
We slept late, until around 8 a.m. After breakfast, I went to Mother's house to help her shower, and then put a load of laundry in the washer.
Back home, I did a treadmill session and resistance exercises. It was almost noon before I was ready for the day. Hubbie helped Mother to our house around 11:30, and we had a lunch of soups and sandwiches.
After lunch, Hubbie went to the WDCS to pick up pectin, jar lids, and sugar. Then Mother and I worked together to make a batch of strawberry jam. I cooked the fruit, after which she skimmed the foam off, filled the jars, and put lids and rings on them. I tightened the lids and put the jars in a water bath for the required time.
All the jars sealed properly, and the jam looks good. Hopefully, it will be properly jelled, too, when it cools.
This project lifted Mother's spirits and made her feel useful and productive. I'm hoping we can make more jellies and jams in the coming weeks, since there are berries and juices in the freezer that need to be used. If nothing comes up, I'm planning to make a batch each Thursday.
After this project, Mother relaxed, while Hubbie and I went back to the WDCS for groceries. I wanted to get the weekend shopping out of the way, since predictions are for stormy weather tomorrow.
At the store, we noticed there were several racks of winter clothes marked 50% off. I found a brown fleece jacket that I can use. We also bought several more packages of canning lids. They are on sale for a dollar a package, because they have a red check design that I suppose was intended for the holidays. They are very pretty, I think, and can be used to make food gifts.
I also bought a wide-mouth funnel, which will make it easier to pour jams and jellies into canning jars. It was a bit messy today using a measuring cup.
Back home, Mother helped me make rice pudding, by measuring the cooked rice, milk, and sugar, which I then stirred and cooked. Once the pudding had thickened (about a half hour later), I added vanilla, golden raisins, and nutmeg to the mixture.
We relaxed for a while after that and then put leftovers in a baking dish for supper. Relaxed a while longer while supper heated. The leftovers were good, followed by bowls of still-warm rice pudding.
Hubbie accompanied Mother home afterward. I turned the TV off at 6 p.m., and Hubbie and I pursued our own activities:
We slept late, until around 8 a.m. After breakfast, I went to Mother's house to help her shower, and then put a load of laundry in the washer.
Back home, I did a treadmill session and resistance exercises. It was almost noon before I was ready for the day. Hubbie helped Mother to our house around 11:30, and we had a lunch of soups and sandwiches.
After lunch, Hubbie went to the WDCS to pick up pectin, jar lids, and sugar. Then Mother and I worked together to make a batch of strawberry jam. I cooked the fruit, after which she skimmed the foam off, filled the jars, and put lids and rings on them. I tightened the lids and put the jars in a water bath for the required time.
All the jars sealed properly, and the jam looks good. Hopefully, it will be properly jelled, too, when it cools.
This project lifted Mother's spirits and made her feel useful and productive. I'm hoping we can make more jellies and jams in the coming weeks, since there are berries and juices in the freezer that need to be used. If nothing comes up, I'm planning to make a batch each Thursday.
After this project, Mother relaxed, while Hubbie and I went back to the WDCS for groceries. I wanted to get the weekend shopping out of the way, since predictions are for stormy weather tomorrow.
At the store, we noticed there were several racks of winter clothes marked 50% off. I found a brown fleece jacket that I can use. We also bought several more packages of canning lids. They are on sale for a dollar a package, because they have a red check design that I suppose was intended for the holidays. They are very pretty, I think, and can be used to make food gifts.
I also bought a wide-mouth funnel, which will make it easier to pour jams and jellies into canning jars. It was a bit messy today using a measuring cup.
Back home, Mother helped me make rice pudding, by measuring the cooked rice, milk, and sugar, which I then stirred and cooked. Once the pudding had thickened (about a half hour later), I added vanilla, golden raisins, and nutmeg to the mixture.
We relaxed for a while after that and then put leftovers in a baking dish for supper. Relaxed a while longer while supper heated. The leftovers were good, followed by bowls of still-warm rice pudding.
Hubbie accompanied Mother home afterward. I turned the TV off at 6 p.m., and Hubbie and I pursued our own activities:
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Wednesday, Feb. 1
First day of February. Hope it's a good month.
Up at 6:30 this morning to go to water aerobics. It was a mild morning, but there was a dense fog. Because of the vegetation growing along the fence line of our neighbor's property, it's very difficult to see cars coming around the curve at that point. This morning, it was impossible.
So I turned right onto the road and drove to the neighbor's house, where there is a semi-circle driveway that affords a clear view of the road. Even then, I nearly missed the driveway, because I couldn't see it until I was right on it. Fortunately, I was traveling slowly enough to be able to turn safely.
The pool was still cool, but pleasant once I got used to it. Considering the low visibility this morning for driving, I was surprised that so many turned out for aerobics...twenty-four. Guess everybody figured they needed to be there today, because the pool will be closed Friday. Our lifeguard, who is also a staff member with the athletic department, will be traveling with the baseball team for a game over the weekend.
From the pool: one of the members had to have cancer removed from her nose yesterday. She reported to another member that it had to scraped three times, which has left her nose sort of tilted. We all hope she will not be disfigured.
Back home, once I was ready for the day, I did this and that until lunchtime. In the meantime, Hubbie accompanied Mother to our house. For lunch, we finished most of the soups.
Afterward, I looked for pint canning jars to be put into the dishwasher, so that Mother and I can work on making strawberry preserves tomorrow. Before we can do that, I need to shop for pectin, lids, and sugar.
We didn't do much else for the afternoon, except watch TV and play on my laptop. Every once in a while, to entertain her, I show Mother interesting humor e-mails, or beautiful nature and animal photos that friends and family have sent me.
Later, we put together a new recipe for supper...fried rice that called for shredded carrots, scallions (substituted green onions) frozen English peas, and soy sauce. I added seasonings, baby corn, and shrimp. It was fine, if not outstanding. Hubbie and Mother seemed to like it.
Afterward, I accompanied Mother to her house, where I got a couple of packages of strawberries out of the freezer to thaw in my fridge overnight.
At home, I turned the TV off, and Hubbie and I spent an hour in our own activities...he worked on income tax stuff, and I set up the main 2012 calendar, recording birthdays and ongoing organizational meeting dates, plus any upcoming activities and appointments that I'm aware of.
Throughout the year, I tuck various things into the back of the calendar...recipes, appointment reminder cards, tickets to shows, and stuff I don't know what else to do with. By the end of the year, there's quite a collection. So when I set up the new calendar, I'm forced to go through this pile and discard or file what's there.
I also like to review the previous year and make a list of the ten or so most important events. I started doing this back in the 1990s, and we've often referred to the lists.
Our hour was up before I completed those two tasks, though, so I'll work on them tomorrow evening.
Back to TV, we watched a movie called, "Harvest." A young man home from college is conflicted about whether to spend his summer there, where three generations of his dysfunctional family live, and where his grandfather is dying of pancreatic cancer, or go back to his friends and girlfriend.
Up at 6:30 this morning to go to water aerobics. It was a mild morning, but there was a dense fog. Because of the vegetation growing along the fence line of our neighbor's property, it's very difficult to see cars coming around the curve at that point. This morning, it was impossible.
So I turned right onto the road and drove to the neighbor's house, where there is a semi-circle driveway that affords a clear view of the road. Even then, I nearly missed the driveway, because I couldn't see it until I was right on it. Fortunately, I was traveling slowly enough to be able to turn safely.
The pool was still cool, but pleasant once I got used to it. Considering the low visibility this morning for driving, I was surprised that so many turned out for aerobics...twenty-four. Guess everybody figured they needed to be there today, because the pool will be closed Friday. Our lifeguard, who is also a staff member with the athletic department, will be traveling with the baseball team for a game over the weekend.
From the pool: one of the members had to have cancer removed from her nose yesterday. She reported to another member that it had to scraped three times, which has left her nose sort of tilted. We all hope she will not be disfigured.
Back home, once I was ready for the day, I did this and that until lunchtime. In the meantime, Hubbie accompanied Mother to our house. For lunch, we finished most of the soups.
Afterward, I looked for pint canning jars to be put into the dishwasher, so that Mother and I can work on making strawberry preserves tomorrow. Before we can do that, I need to shop for pectin, lids, and sugar.
We didn't do much else for the afternoon, except watch TV and play on my laptop. Every once in a while, to entertain her, I show Mother interesting humor e-mails, or beautiful nature and animal photos that friends and family have sent me.
Later, we put together a new recipe for supper...fried rice that called for shredded carrots, scallions (substituted green onions) frozen English peas, and soy sauce. I added seasonings, baby corn, and shrimp. It was fine, if not outstanding. Hubbie and Mother seemed to like it.
Afterward, I accompanied Mother to her house, where I got a couple of packages of strawberries out of the freezer to thaw in my fridge overnight.
At home, I turned the TV off, and Hubbie and I spent an hour in our own activities...he worked on income tax stuff, and I set up the main 2012 calendar, recording birthdays and ongoing organizational meeting dates, plus any upcoming activities and appointments that I'm aware of.
Throughout the year, I tuck various things into the back of the calendar...recipes, appointment reminder cards, tickets to shows, and stuff I don't know what else to do with. By the end of the year, there's quite a collection. So when I set up the new calendar, I'm forced to go through this pile and discard or file what's there.
I also like to review the previous year and make a list of the ten or so most important events. I started doing this back in the 1990s, and we've often referred to the lists.
Our hour was up before I completed those two tasks, though, so I'll work on them tomorrow evening.
Back to TV, we watched a movie called, "Harvest." A young man home from college is conflicted about whether to spend his summer there, where three generations of his dysfunctional family live, and where his grandfather is dying of pancreatic cancer, or go back to his friends and girlfriend.
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Tuesday, Jan. 31
The last day of January, already. The month passed quickly, although, after all that happened, I can't say I'm sorry to bid it goodbye.
Slept late this morning, until around 8:30. After breakfast, I went to Mother's house to help her take a shower, and throw a load of laundry in the washer.
Back home, Hubbie and I went for a walk around the neighborhood. I thought it would be a mild day for a walk, but because it was overcast and windy, it was pretty chilly.
As usual, a variety of dogs came barking out to greet us, though they were not a threat at all. They followed us for a way down the road, grew bored, and returned to their homes.
At home, again, Hubbie accompanied Mother to our house while I was getting ready for the day.
Later, after a soup and sandwich lunch, we ran errands. Mother went with us this time, so she could shop for Valentines at the greeting card shop. From there, we went to the post office, to the newspaper office to drop off the word search puzzle contest, to the bank, and to a grocery store/pharmacy, where we picked up prescriptions, and a few food items. Mother stayed in the van while we shopped.
Funny: on the parking lot of the grocery store, a shopping cart escaped the cart wrangler and went careening down the sloping pavement, gathering speed in the wind as it went. Several of us stood there watching, mouths agape, fully expecting to see the cart slam into a car. But, just as it arrived at the cart corral, it turned, and as if guided by an invisible hand, neatly nestled itself into another cart.
Our last stop was the WDCS. Again, Mother waited in the van while we shopped. We only needed a few items, so she didn't have to wait long for our return.
At home, we relaxed. Mother snoozed, and I went outdoors to snap a photo of crocus in bloom, which I posted to my social network page. Because we are having an uncommonly warm winter, the crocus and jonquils are blooming early. Forsythia is beginning to bloom, too. Hope the weather doesn't take a downturn to freezing that kills these first signs of spring.
Later, I heated the leftovers from yesterday's pork roast dinner. I prefer roast and veggies fresh from the pot, but it's pretty good the second day, too.
Hubbie accompanied Mother home afterward. Then, we turned off the TV, and spent an hour in our own activities: Hubbie finished a novel he'd been reading, and I measured, pinned, and hemmed a pair of pants from a fleece wear set.
Back to TV, we watched the 1995 movie, "First Knight," from the Encore Channel. Starring Richard Gere and Sean Connery, this movie is about King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table.
Then we watched our favorite college basketball team as they played to a win. I'd recorded the game on DVR.
We missed our local newspaper this evening. Our paper carrier put a note in the paper last night telling his customers that he was to have a surgical procedure today and would not be able to make his delivery rounds. So we can expect to get both today's and tomorrow's editions tomorrow.
Slept late this morning, until around 8:30. After breakfast, I went to Mother's house to help her take a shower, and throw a load of laundry in the washer.
Back home, Hubbie and I went for a walk around the neighborhood. I thought it would be a mild day for a walk, but because it was overcast and windy, it was pretty chilly.
As usual, a variety of dogs came barking out to greet us, though they were not a threat at all. They followed us for a way down the road, grew bored, and returned to their homes.
At home, again, Hubbie accompanied Mother to our house while I was getting ready for the day.
Later, after a soup and sandwich lunch, we ran errands. Mother went with us this time, so she could shop for Valentines at the greeting card shop. From there, we went to the post office, to the newspaper office to drop off the word search puzzle contest, to the bank, and to a grocery store/pharmacy, where we picked up prescriptions, and a few food items. Mother stayed in the van while we shopped.
Funny: on the parking lot of the grocery store, a shopping cart escaped the cart wrangler and went careening down the sloping pavement, gathering speed in the wind as it went. Several of us stood there watching, mouths agape, fully expecting to see the cart slam into a car. But, just as it arrived at the cart corral, it turned, and as if guided by an invisible hand, neatly nestled itself into another cart.
Our last stop was the WDCS. Again, Mother waited in the van while we shopped. We only needed a few items, so she didn't have to wait long for our return.
At home, we relaxed. Mother snoozed, and I went outdoors to snap a photo of crocus in bloom, which I posted to my social network page. Because we are having an uncommonly warm winter, the crocus and jonquils are blooming early. Forsythia is beginning to bloom, too. Hope the weather doesn't take a downturn to freezing that kills these first signs of spring.
Later, I heated the leftovers from yesterday's pork roast dinner. I prefer roast and veggies fresh from the pot, but it's pretty good the second day, too.
Hubbie accompanied Mother home afterward. Then, we turned off the TV, and spent an hour in our own activities: Hubbie finished a novel he'd been reading, and I measured, pinned, and hemmed a pair of pants from a fleece wear set.
Back to TV, we watched the 1995 movie, "First Knight," from the Encore Channel. Starring Richard Gere and Sean Connery, this movie is about King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table.
Then we watched our favorite college basketball team as they played to a win. I'd recorded the game on DVR.
We missed our local newspaper this evening. Our paper carrier put a note in the paper last night telling his customers that he was to have a surgical procedure today and would not be able to make his delivery rounds. So we can expect to get both today's and tomorrow's editions tomorrow.
Monday, January 30, 2012
Monday, Jan. 30
Up at 6:30 to get ready to go to water aerobics. Chilly this morning, but I noticed I couldn't see my breath...a good sign that the day would warm later. And it did, into the 60s, though not as warm as in the central and southern parts of the state.
The pool was chillier than we ladies like, but I got used to it pretty quickly. Around 19 of us showed up. There was no real news today, except we might not have a session Friday, if a substitute can't be found for our regular lifeguard, who has to be away that day.
Back home after the session, and once I was ready, and once I was ready for the day, I spent the rest of the morning reviewing the lesson for today's session with my student.
Hubbie accompanied Mother to our house after lunch, and she, Hubbie, and I worked to put a pork loin in the slow cooker...Mother prepared the onions and carrots, Hubbie peeled and quartered the potatoes, and I browned the meat and seasoned it, and put everything in the slow cooker with a can of chicken broth and a can of beef broth.
At 2:30, I met my student. While I was gone, Mother clipped coupons from Sunday newspaper inserts to be sent to a granddaughter, who is diligently using them to save money on groceries and incidentals.
Today, the student finished the last lesson of the book, which included learning the use of "early, late, and on time," the expressions "I'm in a hurry," and "Hurry up!"
She read the last story, and answered questions about the story. Then we began a comprehensive evaluation to learn where her strengths and weaknesses are. She is doing extremely well, but her weakness is in not quite comprehending the use of "what, where, who, when, how, and which." So she has difficulty transforming statements into questions.
I assigned review work for her to do at home, and will re-test her on the material at our next session. I'm hoping we can complete the evaluation next week, because she's due to be traveling to Venezuela soon, and will be gone for a month.
Back home, the pork roast was done, and Hubbie and Mother were plenty ready to eat it, since they'd been smelling it cooking all afternoon. I hurried to make gravy, while Hubbie and Mother set the table. The roast with veggies was delicious, served with individual cups of applesauce, and leftover jellied cranberry sauce, and Chinese beets.
Hubbie accompanied Mother home afterward. Then I turned off the TV, and Hubbie and I engaged in our own activities...he read his novel, and I worked the word search puzzle contest, got some snail mail ready to go out tomorrow, paid bills, etc.
At 7 p.m., we turned the TV back on and watched the evening news and "Wheel of Fortune," that I'd recorded on DVR, followed by a 1979 movie western, "The Legend of the Golden Gun." A young farmer, whose farm is burned down, and whose family is killed, meets a runaway slave, and they join forces to fight the legendary guerrilla, William Quantrill. They go in search of a legendary gunfighter, who can teach the farmer how to shoot a special gun that fires seven rounds. He's to use the seventh round to battle evil.
The pool was chillier than we ladies like, but I got used to it pretty quickly. Around 19 of us showed up. There was no real news today, except we might not have a session Friday, if a substitute can't be found for our regular lifeguard, who has to be away that day.
Back home after the session, and once I was ready, and once I was ready for the day, I spent the rest of the morning reviewing the lesson for today's session with my student.
Hubbie accompanied Mother to our house after lunch, and she, Hubbie, and I worked to put a pork loin in the slow cooker...Mother prepared the onions and carrots, Hubbie peeled and quartered the potatoes, and I browned the meat and seasoned it, and put everything in the slow cooker with a can of chicken broth and a can of beef broth.
At 2:30, I met my student. While I was gone, Mother clipped coupons from Sunday newspaper inserts to be sent to a granddaughter, who is diligently using them to save money on groceries and incidentals.
Today, the student finished the last lesson of the book, which included learning the use of "early, late, and on time," the expressions "I'm in a hurry," and "Hurry up!"
She read the last story, and answered questions about the story. Then we began a comprehensive evaluation to learn where her strengths and weaknesses are. She is doing extremely well, but her weakness is in not quite comprehending the use of "what, where, who, when, how, and which." So she has difficulty transforming statements into questions.
I assigned review work for her to do at home, and will re-test her on the material at our next session. I'm hoping we can complete the evaluation next week, because she's due to be traveling to Venezuela soon, and will be gone for a month.
Back home, the pork roast was done, and Hubbie and Mother were plenty ready to eat it, since they'd been smelling it cooking all afternoon. I hurried to make gravy, while Hubbie and Mother set the table. The roast with veggies was delicious, served with individual cups of applesauce, and leftover jellied cranberry sauce, and Chinese beets.
Hubbie accompanied Mother home afterward. Then I turned off the TV, and Hubbie and I engaged in our own activities...he read his novel, and I worked the word search puzzle contest, got some snail mail ready to go out tomorrow, paid bills, etc.
At 7 p.m., we turned the TV back on and watched the evening news and "Wheel of Fortune," that I'd recorded on DVR, followed by a 1979 movie western, "The Legend of the Golden Gun." A young farmer, whose farm is burned down, and whose family is killed, meets a runaway slave, and they join forces to fight the legendary guerrilla, William Quantrill. They go in search of a legendary gunfighter, who can teach the farmer how to shoot a special gun that fires seven rounds. He's to use the seventh round to battle evil.
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Sunday, Jan 29
Slept really late this morning, until around 8:30 a.m. Skipped my exercises this morning. Decided we needed a day to just basically veg.
Washed a couple of loads of laundry, programmed the DVR for the week's shows, and did other mundane things during the morning. Hubbie accompanied Mother to our house around 11 a.m., and we had a lunch of leftover soups from yesterday, with a choice of chicken salad and pimento cheese on crackers.
Then we spent the afternoon watching movies: "Last Man Standing," from the Lifetime Movie Network, and "Toy Story 3." The LMN movie was about a suburban housewife who is a former special-ops agent. She has been hiding a secret from her past, but now it has caught up with her, and her husband is kidnapped. Naturally, she has to rescue him, using her special-ops training. Watched "Toy Story 3," because it was recommended as a must-see. It was an enjoyable movie, though Hubbie and Mother snoozed through most of it.
Supper was more soup with sandwich makings. I accompanied Mother back to her house afterward, and helped her take a shower. Threw a load of laundry into her washer before I returned home.
Spent the evening watching more TV, including an episode of "Downton Abbey," from PBS. Men are returning to England from war (WWI) broken, battered, and dying. Downton Abbey is being used as a convelescent hone. Dramas play out among the servants, as well as among those they serve.
Washed a couple of loads of laundry, programmed the DVR for the week's shows, and did other mundane things during the morning. Hubbie accompanied Mother to our house around 11 a.m., and we had a lunch of leftover soups from yesterday, with a choice of chicken salad and pimento cheese on crackers.
Then we spent the afternoon watching movies: "Last Man Standing," from the Lifetime Movie Network, and "Toy Story 3." The LMN movie was about a suburban housewife who is a former special-ops agent. She has been hiding a secret from her past, but now it has caught up with her, and her husband is kidnapped. Naturally, she has to rescue him, using her special-ops training. Watched "Toy Story 3," because it was recommended as a must-see. It was an enjoyable movie, though Hubbie and Mother snoozed through most of it.
Supper was more soup with sandwich makings. I accompanied Mother back to her house afterward, and helped her take a shower. Threw a load of laundry into her washer before I returned home.
Spent the evening watching more TV, including an episode of "Downton Abbey," from PBS. Men are returning to England from war (WWI) broken, battered, and dying. Downton Abbey is being used as a convelescent hone. Dramas play out among the servants, as well as among those they serve.
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