I got my laundry done yesterday, then took a nap.
Oh yes, I spent a lot of time online yesterday, reading and commenting on blogs.
As for my reading marathon, I’m currently on page 159 of Palace Council. It’s good; this Stephen L. Carter novel is a thriller, and gives some historical background about the 1950s in America.
I watched a movie last night, “Near Dark,” which is a 1987 vampire flick. Scary, and kind of gory, but very well done.
I was in bed by 10:00 p.m. last night, and slept in until nine this morning.
So it’s Sunday, and I’m not sure what I’m going to do. I may stay home and read all day, or go out for lunch. Just not sure yet.
That’s the beuaty of a day to yourself, though, it’s yours to do with as you wish.
Sunday started out cool and sunny, a wonderful 60 degrees.
By lunchtime, the sun had disappeared, the wind started blowing, and the rains began.
It’s pouring rain right now, and I’ve cooked up and consumed chicken and eggplant for my midday meal.
Dinner will be something light, maybe a salad and soup, or my favorite yogurt concoction (vanilla yogurt with fresh whole blueberries and a handful of granola).
I’m reading Fledgling, by Octavia E. Butler, playing on the Internet, and watching television (not all at the same time).
It’s back to work tomorrow for me, because I’m feeling lots better.
May you all have a wonderful Monday and a great week.
…and just take some time to be quiet, read, listen to music, and relax.
After doing my laundry, cleaning, and cooking a small roast beef yesterday, I just decided to chill out.
It was really neat, to sit and read after dinner, and enjoy the coolness after the thunderstorm.
I slept in this morning, drank my coffee in the mug that my granddaughter made me for Christmas (and I just took possession of when they moved back to Seattle), and consumed peanut butter toast and an orange for breakfast.
I hope you all have a good Sunday.
The word of the day from Dictionary.com:
tirade \TY-raid; tih-RAID\, noun:
A long angry speech; a violent denunciation; a prolonged outburst full of censure or abuse.
The force of this tirade made Matthew glance nervously at Coots, who shrugged and asked his partner, “You just about all through?”
— Trevanian, Incident at Twenty-Mile
It’s a beautiful day in Seattle, clear skies and warm temperatures.
I’ve spent lots of time in the yard today; it feels good to get out and feel the warm sunshine on my face and other uncovered body parts.
Yes, I’m wearing shorts and flip-flops–woot!
As I write this, Ted Kennedy is in serious but stable condition, China is observing three days of national mourning for victims of the terrible earthquake, and Myanmar’s junta leader is touring the devastation in that country (that’s big of him).
I’m going to watch the movie Juno this afternoon, and spend the rest of the day read my book, The Yiddish Policeman’s Union.
BTW, as far as I’m concerned, it’s always time to read! A good book, a comfortable chair, and a glass of iced tea is a perfect way to spend some time outside!
Have a great Sunday!