Prayers are needed for my brother-in-law’s mom, Betty Lang. She’s a brave lady, and she’s mighty ill right now.
On a (much) more mundane note, my weight was down 1.6 pounds this week–a relief after all this time stuck in neutral. I continue to exercise and eat the Weight Watchers way–up to an hour on my bike, five to six days a week, and I actually look forward to it! (Go figure.)
I planted kale and Swiss chard in the outdoor planters the other day–I have become a kale fanatic and, like my mama, I have always loved Swiss chard. I’m hoping to get my tomatoes in earlier next spring than this year–since there will be a lot more, barring blight, etc., I intend to preserve a lot of them. Again, like my mama, I love canned tomatoes with macaroni. Now that I’ve discovered quinoa pasta, I have this favorite often.
I’ve been babysitting my grand-cat, D.C. Cooper–aka Coop–for the past few days while Wendy and Jeremy visited Wendy’s dad in Montana. Coop is a character; gave her free run of the house this time around, since Bernice and Jitterbug are harmless, and she gravitated to a windowseat downstairs in the craft room. Except when she’s eating, that’s where she spends her time. She’s coal black, small for her age, and ridiculously cute.
Well, it’s Halloween. For me, that means extra spooky podcasts. Since I live in the country, we never get trick-or-treaters, but I laid in a couple of bags of Butterfingers fun-size bars just in case. I won’t be eating any leftovers, but I must confess, I do eat a York’s peppermint pattie almost every day–only 4 points and well worth it.
Planning a quiet weekend–a batch of Beef Burgundy (the crockpot kind), a little reading, a little music listening, some art and some dog-walking.
Life is good.