I’m joining in with Random 5 Friday, the great meme hosted by Nancy of A Rural Journal. Follow the link and find other blogs participating.
First some photos from a recent early morning.
Saturday is Larry’s birthday. The gifts and cards have been bought and the cake has been ordered. On his birthday, we’re planning to go see the movie “Gravity.” It’s one he’s wanted to see. Then we’ll have a nice dinner out.
It has been a hard month, and I want him to have a nice, enjoyable day.
Yes, I ordered a birthday cake instead of making one. I’ve never made a cake from scratch, and I thought the bought one with decorations would be better than me making one from a mix.
It bothers me that I don’t like to cook. I keep thinking that I should like to cook, that I should cook even if I don’t like it. I wonder if I’m a cook who just hasn’t realized it yet.
Larry must be reading my mind because Thursday he returned from a trip to Sam’s with a package of three plain, black aprons. Aprons?
I have one that my mother made me many years ago. And I told Larry ages ago that I would try to make him one, but sewing seems to be another one of those things that my mother did beautifully but I can’t seem to understand.
I asked Larry what we were going to do with the aprons, and he said cook.
He cooks sometimes, mostly breakfast foods and pots of beans and spaghetti sauce. He does a great job.
Maybe his purchase of the plain black aprons is a nudge for me?
I discovered this week that my camera card reader that I use to download photos to my computer is gone. I keep it in a side pocket of my camera bag, but when I wanted to use it at work, it was gone. I’ve looked high and low at home and at work, to no avail.
It was a nice reader in a nice pouch to protect it. I am assuming that somewhere, sometime it fell out of the bag without me noticing.
I can download from my camera directly, but it’s a bit more complicated. I hate to lose things.
I had my regular dental check-up on Thursday. They found no problems. Actually, the dental hygienist told me I didn’t give her much work to do.
I tend to be rather religious about my teeth. For whatever reason—growing up without fluoride in the water, thin enamel, genetics—I’ve had a lot of dental work over the years.
I can’t say enough good things about my dentist, who I’ve been seeing for almost 28 years. It helps to have a dentist you can trust.