Springtime in Bama has been a mixed bag so far. We have had record-breaking hailstones, torrential rains, tornadoes, sweat-producing heat and humidity, frost-producing chill, and pollen a’plenty. But through it all, the dogwoods and other flowering trees and plants have managed
to put on a show.
Looking back over the week, it seems I have been very busy. But it also seems I have very little to show for it. As far as sewing-room activity goes, I trimmed my “Star Spangled Summer” quilt, but I have yet to make or apply binding or a lable or a hanging sleeve. I also got around to making one more doggie block for the dog quilt. But I’m not happy with the ears, so it needs some work before I show it.
I had hoped to maybe get into the sewing room today. But instead, I wore myself out doing one load of laundry, straightening up the kitchen, making my bed, and potting two tiny little zinnia plants that a friend gave me at book club meeting on Monday.
Speaking of book club, we met at my house this month and discussed a very good book entitled What Lies Beyond the Stars by Michael Goodjean. (See left sidebar for review.) I served snacks to those in attendance (we had 100% attendance this time). Everyone, including Skipper and Taco, seemed to enjoy the meeting (Bella stayed hidden).
Yesterday, I had to make a trip to the grocery store. That’s one chore that gets harder and harder with time. I seem to dilly dally around and hardly ever leave enough time for grocery delivery service. I usually let something get to emergency status, and I have to make an in-person trip. I’m going to have to start planning better.
In my down time, which I’ve had a lot of lately, I have been binge watching “Ray Donovan.” I had not heard of this series until it was mentioned in connection with our current White House occupants and occupants’ associates. (Times in America have changed drastically in the past year.) Well this series sounded like my kind of entertainment and, turns out, it is. Way too much of what looks like real sex for my liking, but the story is intriguing. (I am no prude, but I do not enjoy watching people have sex. I just don’t.)
“Ray Donovan” can be compared to “The Sopranos” in many ways. Modern day suburban husband and wife, two adolescent children (boy and girl), nice upper middle class lifestyle, and almost everyone is a criminal. The main difference is that while the main Soprano characters are Italian American, the Donovan family is of Irish descent, hailing from Boston--a bunch of Southies with that wonderful South Boston accent, who have migrated to L.A. (just ahead of the law, it seems). It’s very violent, and, as noted, contains much nudity and sex. And the use of the “F” word gets practically boring; it’s that overdone. But it is a good story with good characters (good like well done, not good like upstanding people), and I’m thoroughly enjoying it. It you like crime drama, and can get past the profanity and soft porn, you’ll probably like it too.
I have a couple more loads of laundry to do, so let’s see if I can reach down real deep and find just a smidgen of energy.
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On 04/17/2018, Barbara Anne said ...
What an interesting post! It's good to reaad about what you've been up to.
I hear you on the annoying fatigue issue. We had delightful out-of-town company who arrived last Wednesday and left yesterday. Trying to get back to normal seems impossible though I've done the laundry and need to make two beds. Only one is essential or we'll have nowhere to sleep tonight.
It would be a treat to get back into my sewing room, but that takes energy, too.
Wishing you LOTS of spoons!
Hugs!
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