My grandson Luka, 5, is keeping two large baking potatoes in the refrigerator at his house.
They are his “potato friends.”
Luka added a small new red potato to his “potato friend” collection this weekend.
“They’re a family, Bunny Beth,” Luka told me with pride.
One of the baking potatoes is starting to look a little wrinkled, though.
I hope it does not start to turn black, or get sprouts all over it.
Luka will be heartbroken.
And yes, I had a very good time with my family last night and today.
I took the bus home today, and treated myself to breakfast along the way.
Then, this afternoon, I took a nice long nap, because my granddaughter V kept me up quite late last night. She’s okay, it’s just hard for V to let go of her day and give herself over to sleep.
Tonight, I’m going to watch “The Name of the Rose” thanks to a Netflix video.
I’m sitting in my rocker/recliner, wearing my winter bathrobe.
Thanks to Rhapsody, George Winston is belting out ‘January Stars,’ and I’m enjoying a steaming cup of Stash Wild Raspberry herbal tea.
And I’ve got my heating pad turned up to high, because it’s a bad arthritis week for my back and knees.
Last night, I started watching the “Heroes” pre-show, and I was all fired up to watch the new episodes.
And I fell asleep!
I don’t have much to offer so far this week, not yet anyway.
Friday night I’m off to my son’s house to have a sleepover with the grandees, and I’m always excited about that prospect. My son and daughter-in-law are going out for a few hours, and I get to have fun with the little jaspers.
Anyway, I’m off to read, and comment on, your wonderful blogs.
It’s a perfect weather day in Seattle–80 degrees, not a hint of rain, and a Saturday.
It just doesn’t get any better.
I was awake at 7:00 a.m. (eyeroll), brewed coffee, got my laundry done, and hosted 3 of my 6 grandchildren for 2 hours.
Their father, my son Jay (a.k.a. Davis to his children, don’t ask me why), went out for a few hours to sketch at a nearby cafe.
My grandchildren polished off 18 mini pizza bagels, 6 1-ounce bags of Pirate booty, and a box of Annie’s White Cheddar macaroni and cheese, all washed down with a cup of chocolate milk each.
After they left, I cleaned the kitchen, then tried to take a nap but couldn’t get quieted down.
So I took a walk to the fruit and vegetable stand in my neighborhood.
You may be bored reading this, but I’m feeling just great about this fun, restful, and relaxing day off.
Now I’m enjoying a glass of beer (I celebrate with a glass or two every month or so), while my pot roast is cooking.
Fresh new potatoes, carrots, onions, and mushrooms.
The best part of this pot roast dinner is it will be good tomorrow also, and possibly Monday.
It just does not get any better (I wrote that once, I know, but it’s worth repeating).
Thanks to my brilliant child (he’s the father of 6), I’m back on The Internet.
I was a trifle grumpy Friday night when I couldn’t get my computer to work!
Thank goodness I spent two days with the grand kiddo’s–they’ve got three computers and a wireless system that rocks.
I had a great time, but I learned something astounding: Four growing hungry children can put away food like, well, 4 hungry children!
We had a great time, and I think that I was able to help my son through a busy time–his wife is at the Toronto Film Festival, coming home Friday.
But now I’m tired.
I’m going to snuggle into bed with my nice clean sheets and sleep the night away.
Last night, I slept with a Jack Russell terrier cuddled up to my back–my son and grand kids aren’t the only one missing my daughter-in-law.
I’ve got a number of issues this weekend.
Something is up with my laptop and connecting to the internet.
I will either be offline until tomorrow night (if my son fixes it) or for the next two weeks (if my computer has to go back to the factory for service).
Today, I’m playing with my grandchildren.
I’ll be back when I can.
Well, it’s a short one, only four days of work for me and for many of us.
I have no interest in the Republican National Convention, so I’ve been watching Netflix videos and reading every night this week.
But tomorrow is Friday, and I’m always happy when the weekend arrives.
As you can tell, my blogging interest have waned a bit.
I’m really upset (still) about the Caylee Anthony situation.
Her parents have retained an attorney and a PR firm, and bounty hunter Leonard Padilla reported on Nancy Grace tonight that he thinks there’s a book or movie deal.
Cindy Anthony is telling everyone to get their duffs and find Caylee, and they are doing this?
Something is very wrong here, folks.
My apologies to blogging friends who have warned me all is not square with the Anthony’s.
Hey–I said I wouldn’t blog about this until Caylee is found.
Hopefully I will have more to say tomorrow night, folks.
Then I’m gone Saturday afternoon to Sunday night, going to have a “sleepover” with my grandchildren.
Golly gee, having my family back in Seattle makes me very happy.
We consumed fettucine alfredo, fresh grilled salmon, and vegan cupcakes.
I see that face you are making, but they were super duper delish.
I got home about an hour ago and took a bubble bath with my new cucumber melon bubble bath.
And soon, I’m headed to bed (after I check out some blogs).
I finished “People of the Book” last night, and now I’m working on “Blood Brothers.”
Going to work yesterday was hard, because I just wanted to keep on playing with my grandchildren.
I had to go in to work early this morning, and accompany a client to an appointment.
This always makes me whine, internally, because I don’t like early morning appointments–I need to get to work and get whipped into a frenzy of activity, and then I’m fine.
This morning, I broke the glass carafe of my coffee maker, rendering the machine useless, as it’s one of those coffee pots that’s free when you buy overpriced coffee for 36 months.
Somebody gave me the coffee maker, for free, two years ago, so I should not be whining.
Good news: I only work Wednesday and Friday this week, and am attending a training on Thursday.
Last thought before I leave you: It was much cooler in Seattle today, and did not even get to the high 60s.
Dang, I love this area.
What a great weekend!
The weather in Seattle just does not get any better.
Temperatures in the mid 70s, cool nights and mornings, warm afternoons.
And the family is great–we had a ball this weekend, ending with a homemade Mexican dinner this evening.
I spent tons of time outside, slept well, and lots of good food.
More tomorrow–hope you all have a great Monday.