Good morning! I hope it is going to be better than yesterday.
This is me after yet another mass shooting:
That is pretty much how I reacted yesterday. My day didn't get off to a good start. Gary had turned down the temperature of the refrigerator the other day and didn't realize that there was an unopened glass bottle of green tea shoved toward the back. And of course, it was on the top shelf. When I grabbed the grapes, I noticed that the bowl was filled with liquid. Moved a few more things and green tea and glass were everywhere. I had to take every darn item and shelf out and scrub everything. After that, I was working on my grocery order when I notice a Breaking News alert about the shooting. Gary and I were thinking about a walk but I told him, I need to put my headphones in, get my audiobook going, and work outside by myself.
I know that I should ignore the news and such but the shootings really upset me. It is hard to ignore them when they happen almost every day. pffffft
Being outside for a few hours really did the trick, I felt so much better when I saw how much I had accomplished. The daffodils that I moved to get more sun last year are looking good, only one has bloomed so far but the rest look like they should soon. I saw some buds on the very few tulips I have left, so maybe they will bloom too.
And the (potentially) best part is that I *think* I might have some evidence that Tif is back. He lives in a long but shallow planter. I used to grow cilantro in it but I gave up a few years ago when he moved in. He burrows into the dirt and I can usually tell when he's around because he has to dig a hole and the dirt gets piled up next to the hole. I moved the planter from under the hedges into the sunnier spot on the patio. I've been peeking under the clay pot that's like his little roof and no sign at all....until yesterday. Yesterday I saw a small hole in front of the clay pot. No sign of him yet. I lightly put some more dirt over it and if gets moved, I'll know that he is back.
I swear, it is the little things that keep me going, a plant popping out of the ground or a toad in my planter... they make me smile.
If Gary is up to it, we are going for a walk with the dogs this morning. That will be a good idea because the cupcakes that I got from the FP-- To die for. Carrot cake with cream cheese frosting and sooooo yummy. There were only 4 in the pack so one for each of us, thank goodness. If there were more, I'd eat them all.
My TfT is if you ever see Kimberley’s Bakeshoppe cupcakes: Buy them!
Have a wonderful, and to borrow @Nonni F phrase- a peaceful day
This is me after yet another mass shooting:
That is pretty much how I reacted yesterday. My day didn't get off to a good start. Gary had turned down the temperature of the refrigerator the other day and didn't realize that there was an unopened glass bottle of green tea shoved toward the back. And of course, it was on the top shelf. When I grabbed the grapes, I noticed that the bowl was filled with liquid. Moved a few more things and green tea and glass were everywhere. I had to take every darn item and shelf out and scrub everything. After that, I was working on my grocery order when I notice a Breaking News alert about the shooting. Gary and I were thinking about a walk but I told him, I need to put my headphones in, get my audiobook going, and work outside by myself.
I know that I should ignore the news and such but the shootings really upset me. It is hard to ignore them when they happen almost every day. pffffft
Being outside for a few hours really did the trick, I felt so much better when I saw how much I had accomplished. The daffodils that I moved to get more sun last year are looking good, only one has bloomed so far but the rest look like they should soon. I saw some buds on the very few tulips I have left, so maybe they will bloom too.
And the (potentially) best part is that I *think* I might have some evidence that Tif is back. He lives in a long but shallow planter. I used to grow cilantro in it but I gave up a few years ago when he moved in. He burrows into the dirt and I can usually tell when he's around because he has to dig a hole and the dirt gets piled up next to the hole. I moved the planter from under the hedges into the sunnier spot on the patio. I've been peeking under the clay pot that's like his little roof and no sign at all....until yesterday. Yesterday I saw a small hole in front of the clay pot. No sign of him yet. I lightly put some more dirt over it and if gets moved, I'll know that he is back.
I swear, it is the little things that keep me going, a plant popping out of the ground or a toad in my planter... they make me smile.
If Gary is up to it, we are going for a walk with the dogs this morning. That will be a good idea because the cupcakes that I got from the FP-- To die for. Carrot cake with cream cheese frosting and sooooo yummy. There were only 4 in the pack so one for each of us, thank goodness. If there were more, I'd eat them all.
My TfT is if you ever see Kimberley’s Bakeshoppe cupcakes: Buy them!
Have a wonderful, and to borrow @Nonni F phrase- a peaceful day