Wednesday Witterings . . .

 

 

Good morning everyone. I just could not resist showing you this photo I took yesterday of Nutmeg.  I happened to look over at my table and this is what I saw.  He is sleeping underneath the flounce of one of my chair covers.  The cats quite like to tuck themselves under them. I am quite sure he thinks that I can't see him, but there is no mistaking those white boots.  Nutmeg in very much in there!

I have a thing for ginger cats, especially if they are wearing white boots.

 

Remembering the ginger and white cat I created for that children's book I illustrated about 11 years ago now.  The author never ever did manage to get it published, but I did have a lot of fun illustrating it.

I think  I was channeling my inner Nutmeg even then. 

Those were the days when I was being extra creative. Making paper dolls, matchbox dolls and felt cat dolls.  Somehow I lost my mojo between then and now, and have not quite got it back again.

It was a whole different world, a whole different life back then.  I still feel sad about it all and all that happened, perhaps I always will. I suppose it is only natural.

 

I got out of here for a short yesterday. I needed to pick up my prescriptions and my sister wanted to go to Spurrs Farm Market as they were getting in their bakery order yesterday. So we went to the Drugstore first and then on up to Spurrs.  I bought some naughty's.  (Why do I do that to myself?  I know I shouldn't be eating naughty things. MUST do better. To be honest, I froze them all, except for the sourdough olive loaf, a small French stick and an oatmeal cookie.) 

Then we went to Canadian Tire.  I wanted to get a couple of these little measuring glasses like my father has.  They are small tumblers with the measures on the side. I thought I could use them in videos.  I also got  a batter bowl.  I used to have one in the U.K. A pampered chef one, but it got left behind. Again, I thought it would come in useful in videos. 

We popped into Sobey's so I could pick up some sandwich meat.  I also got some lamb chops.

We then went to Goucher's farm market on the way home. They had cauliflowers on for $2.99. Beautiful big fresh cauliflowers.

When I got home I made myself some supper.  It was getting on for 3:30 or so, so it was really a late lunch/early supper. 

A fresh Baguette Ficelles from Boulangerie L Vendeenne in Blockhouse, NS, filled with Grandpa Sikorski's ham (thinly sliced), honey mustard, lettuce and a Kraft Extra Cheddar Slice. On the side, some of my sister's homemade coleslaw vinaigrette, a couple of Oh Snap Dillie Bites, (fermented dill pickle slices) and for dessert, a lovely Oatmeal Raisin and Walnut Cookie!

It was really, really good and I was stuffed after all of that. 

I think I checked my emails about a thousand times yesterday to see if there was any updates, but so far there is nothing. I did get one from Allison this morning and will check it out a bit later on when my head is clearer. 

I have found these past 6 1/2 days to be quite emotionally and mentally exhausting to be honest.  The only way I have kept my sanity really is to just keep myself quite busy.  When I stop to think I find myself feeling quite despondent, and I don't like feeling that way. I am usually in a much more positive frame of mind. 

I played with my phone, trying to make a video, or trying to see if I could make a video. Old dog, new tricks. You just have to laugh at yourself sometimes.  I am trying to keep my perfectionist voice quiet. If I aim for perfection I will never get one done.  That's not how you start with this.  You just jump in, go with it and then hope that you improve as time goes on.

I wrote a short story. That ate up a couple hours of time.  And I had fun doing it.  I want to write more.  I came to mind that a book/novel/memoire is really just a bunch of short stories strung together. Who knows what will happen next.

And I had a brief chat with my son in NB who is back from his camping trip. We have plans to talk/facetime this morning.  His brother  (who is the youngest son of my first husband) lives not too far from me and he thinks that Evan might be able to help me, if not with the blog then at least with figuring out the video thing.  To be honest I am not sure how I feel about that.  Is it awkward?  I don't know.  I would be quite grateful actually, but am not sure if that is really something I should be doing.  Letting my ex ex husband's son help me.  Mind you, he hasn't been asked and might never be asked. And he might just think that it is really awkward as well. It would be different if my oldest son were actually here with me.

Basically I am just trying to have a positive outlook and not wallow.  I can be quite good at wallowing and I don't really want to go there.   One positive take from these last few days is that I have had the time to do a few things I normally don't have time to do. Like fold my laundry as soon as the dryer finishes drying it.  (I am normally pretty good at procrastinating that chore.)   I also got another bookcase curtain sewn. 

Tonight it is supper at the Big Scoop Night.  Supper with Dad and Hazel and Cindy.  We were talking yesterday about what we were going to order.  I had watched a video on YT by Gary Eats on the five best fish and chips shops in Whitby.  I am thinking fish and chips  . . .  but do I really need all that fat and calories???  Hmmm . . .  we shall see.

I have wittered on long enough now so I will leave you with a thought for the day . . . 

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 *.˛.°Imagine what our real 

neighborhoods would be like

if each of us offered, as a matter of course,

just one kind word to another person.

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I have always loved Mister Rogers.  He was such a dear, kind and caring person.

I hope that you enjoyed all of my old artwork here today, and  that you have a truly beautiful day.  Stay safe. Stay happy. Be blessed, and don't forget!

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And I do too!