I have blogging duties. I needed some cartoons, and I spent three hours trimming them up and getting them ready to use on CorelDraw, which, dare I say this? CorelDraw did not crash all day long! There, now we’ll see if it continues… Dang. Dang, Sang, Dang!
A change in the meal stakes today. I put a can of vegetable soup in the pan and added fresh onions, peppers, mushrooms, and peas. A packet of basil passata, and some Turkish beef, chopped up by my fair hands and mixed into the mix. Later, I added a drop of tasty Polish Krakus beetroot Borscht and Winiary seasonings. I left it on a low light to marinate all the way through, then returned to the computer work. Made a start on the blog at last.
The sun was taking its time getting through.
What a change to an hour earlier that was!
I was struggling with my concentration for hours and hours of making errors on the flog making.
This was a great cloud formation not to miss. Can you see the faces in it?
I baked some potatoes and added them to the saucepan. What a feast. Lipsmackingly Gorgeous!
Carers, as I recall, or don’t. Christopher, Joanne and Victor.
I was pleased to see the plane’s contrails showed up so well in this Kodak Tim snap of the sun on its way down. I loved the E or Pound sign, Little Clouds. Can you see the chess rook just above the sun? The flying fish to the left of the £ sign? I am well pleased with this photo. Oh, I’ve just spotted a spider on it, too! I so love photos that are Pareidolianiable!
Well, something of a miracle happened overnight. Yes! Although it was broken into pieces, I reckon got at least seven hours of sleep! Not been known for many a month. Are things getting better for me? What a stupid question! – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
TTFN, keep safe!
By Inchie
78 years of age, pretty ugly, short, bald, pot-bellied, in ill health. Decaying physically and morally. Mechanical ticker valve, Duodenal Donald, Saccades-Sandra, Arthur Itis, Hernia Henry, Hard of Hearing Hank, Bad eyesight Boris, Reflux Roger, Peripheral Neuropathy, Nerve Neurotransmitters Not-working Wendy, Bladder Cancer Chris, Stuttering Stephany, Haemorrhoid Harold, Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis, FND, ... there are others, but I've tired myself out, now! Hehehe! Oh, then I had a stroke! Now awaiting Cataract & Glaucoma operations. Diabetes 2, Leg-Ulcer-Ulrich, Cartilage Chloe & Carole and am flat-bound. Tsk!
Failures, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops are my Forte... Hehehe!
I love making folk smile when I can. TTFNski!
That makes terribly good sense, mate, living in the moment.
My lack of confidence, Dementia Doreen to blame for that, and me running out of medications, and the new catheter set-up not arriving, and Kodak Tim with the blotches, and Carer Kara off on holiday… Hehehe!
TTFNski, Sir.
I’ve got to buy a new knife that cuts easier. I’ll have a look on Amazon, I suppose. Can’t get out to go to the shops; driving me mad in this tiny untidy flat. Haha!
ttfn, THANKS.
I guess getting better is more about living in the moment, they get better in the moment? As for the ode, I would protest your self deprecation.
That makes terribly good sense, mate, living in the moment.
My lack of confidence, Dementia Doreen to blame for that, and me running out of medications, and the new catheter set-up not arriving, and Kodak Tim with the blotches, and Carer Kara off on holiday… Hehehe!
TTFNski, Sir.
I see you couldn’t go too long without cutting yourself shaving. Great looking meal. Love the sun shot.
I’ve got to buy a new knife that cuts easier. I’ll have a look on Amazon, I suppose. Can’t get out to go to the shops; driving me mad in this tiny untidy flat. Haha!
ttfn, THANKS.