I have been knitting couch covers that I promised Husband. Our couches are blue, and he wanted blue covers.
He likes blue. Blue is fine, but I am going to take a break between covers. I'm doing light blue. Dark blue. Windsor blue. Robin's egg blue Sky blue. Navy blue. Blue, blue, blue... And for a true thrill, variegated blue!
You get the idea. I am taking short breaks with other projects, (sock blog coming, hopefully with pics), but I keep on this because I know he'd really like the set to match. And I'd like it done sooner than later.
I have noticed though, when I am knitting, he'll check if I have a cup of tea. If not, he nearly unfailingly asks if I would like some. Now, tea isn't a huge deal, I suppose... But he knows I am a heavy tea drinker, and I tend to focus when I am knitting this project, especially the navy blue!
But he has figured out I enjoy the tea when I get up, too. He asks if I would like some while my brain is working towards "awake". (He generally gets up a good two hours before I do. I really don't want to get up at 4...)
Again, he doesn't HAVE to do it, I am functional enough to get tea made.
But he loves me. And wants me to enjoy my tea.
And you know something? I think the tea tastes a bit better when he's made it. Maybe it's just because I know he cares.
It's nice, either way...
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Friday, June 19, 2020
Sunday, January 08, 2017
New Year, Old Me. Or something like that.
The New Year is upon us! Well, ok, it’s been upon us for a few days, but hey, I am not known for jumping right on things…
First off, I wish to send my belated condolences to Mr. Chatterbox. It seems like 2016 was the time to lose family. I hope all goes well, and that you can get all the details sealed up. May all your memories be happy ones.
I haven’t written, because I have not been near the computer to speak of. I can use the phone for a lot of things, but not blogging. Perhaps if I were a Millennial, that can speed type with two thumbs, and can make the phone do all but make coffee…
But I have now made a spot (a real, you know, desk type spot!) to type with the computer. It was going to be in my craft room, but I found that the area I had picked didn’t work. So it’s now in the other room. This all works out. Except possibly for the fact the heat isn’t really great back here…
Hmm.
With the New Year comes resolutions. I normally don’t make those. This year, I have decided to try. What’s the worst I can do, break them?
Meh.
So, to that end:
1. Lose 5 pounds. See, I figure, geez, 5 pounds in a year? I should be able to do that.
2. Write my blog once a week. I reserve the right to write much more, should I want. I also reserve the right not to do the A to Z challenge, or do, depending on how chaotic life is at that time. I have quit some groups and things that distracted me from writing, (No Nanowrimo, that I had planned on doing...), so we shall see what a revised activity level will do.
3. Lose more papers and junk in my craft room. If I can remember how to up load the pictures from the phone, I will show you the before and after photos of what I’ve accomplished so far, with help from Husband and Family. (Trust me, envision an overflowing dump, and then lower it to a slightly stuffed living room, and you have the general idea.)
Not any earth shaking things, but we shall see what it adds up to at the end ‘o this year.
Hope all of you had a nice Christmas. I had one gift that was a not quite Christmas gift, but was very nice, all the same.
I love Decaf Vanilla Tea. To wit, I can get rid of a 20 count box in a week, if I am in a mood. Well, the store I bought from regularly, quit carrying it. (This was back about August). I asked if they could buy by the case, and get it that way.
Nope, not carrying, no special orders. Huh.
So, I went on the hunt for my tea. I try to buy local, when I can.
Store A. Nope.
B. No.
C. Uh, tea?
D. Sure, if you contact Soandso who works the evening shift on Friday.
I call on Friday. Oh, he’s not working, can I take a message? I leave a message. Nothing. Call again. Nothing. After the third time of leaving a message for this non-existent person, I gave up.
I started looking on line. I mentioned this to my Mom, who said something about waiting ‘til the New Year.
Why?
About a week later, (see how quick I am about ordering stuff?), a box arrived for Husband. I took it in the house and ignored it. He comes home and hands it to me. “Open it.”
Oooookay…
Inside was 6 boxes of tea. Then I lifted up that, and there was ANOTHER six underneath! So I am good for tea, for a bit. And the funny thing, we think that we might be able to buy it locally, because the website he chose, was for the one local store I forgot to check.
And, I hope most all of you are doing well weather wise. It is now breaking, sort of, but we had way low temps, (went almost to single digits...) then freezing rain, then snow, then freezing rain again. It is now raining, which is sllllloooowwllly getting rid of the ice. I have basically stayed in the house for about 2 days, Husband gingerly walking out to care for the animals. I could probably do it, but he has much better balance than I do. In fact, poor Rudee went out for a bathroom break, he walked very gingerly out, and his back feet slid out from under him a couple times. He went potty, then walked gingerly back to the kennel, and glared at the ice. We will all be much happier when it goes back to normal Oregon rain...
First off, I wish to send my belated condolences to Mr. Chatterbox. It seems like 2016 was the time to lose family. I hope all goes well, and that you can get all the details sealed up. May all your memories be happy ones.
I haven’t written, because I have not been near the computer to speak of. I can use the phone for a lot of things, but not blogging. Perhaps if I were a Millennial, that can speed type with two thumbs, and can make the phone do all but make coffee…
But I have now made a spot (a real, you know, desk type spot!) to type with the computer. It was going to be in my craft room, but I found that the area I had picked didn’t work. So it’s now in the other room. This all works out. Except possibly for the fact the heat isn’t really great back here…
Hmm.
With the New Year comes resolutions. I normally don’t make those. This year, I have decided to try. What’s the worst I can do, break them?
Meh.
So, to that end:
1. Lose 5 pounds. See, I figure, geez, 5 pounds in a year? I should be able to do that.
2. Write my blog once a week. I reserve the right to write much more, should I want. I also reserve the right not to do the A to Z challenge, or do, depending on how chaotic life is at that time. I have quit some groups and things that distracted me from writing, (No Nanowrimo, that I had planned on doing...), so we shall see what a revised activity level will do.
3. Lose more papers and junk in my craft room. If I can remember how to up load the pictures from the phone, I will show you the before and after photos of what I’ve accomplished so far, with help from Husband and Family. (Trust me, envision an overflowing dump, and then lower it to a slightly stuffed living room, and you have the general idea.)
Not any earth shaking things, but we shall see what it adds up to at the end ‘o this year.
Hope all of you had a nice Christmas. I had one gift that was a not quite Christmas gift, but was very nice, all the same.
I love Decaf Vanilla Tea. To wit, I can get rid of a 20 count box in a week, if I am in a mood. Well, the store I bought from regularly, quit carrying it. (This was back about August). I asked if they could buy by the case, and get it that way.
Nope, not carrying, no special orders. Huh.
So, I went on the hunt for my tea. I try to buy local, when I can.
Store A. Nope.
B. No.
C. Uh, tea?
D. Sure, if you contact Soandso who works the evening shift on Friday.
I call on Friday. Oh, he’s not working, can I take a message? I leave a message. Nothing. Call again. Nothing. After the third time of leaving a message for this non-existent person, I gave up.
I started looking on line. I mentioned this to my Mom, who said something about waiting ‘til the New Year.
Why?
About a week later, (see how quick I am about ordering stuff?), a box arrived for Husband. I took it in the house and ignored it. He comes home and hands it to me. “Open it.”
Oooookay…
Inside was 6 boxes of tea. Then I lifted up that, and there was ANOTHER six underneath! So I am good for tea, for a bit. And the funny thing, we think that we might be able to buy it locally, because the website he chose, was for the one local store I forgot to check.
And, I hope most all of you are doing well weather wise. It is now breaking, sort of, but we had way low temps, (went almost to single digits...) then freezing rain, then snow, then freezing rain again. It is now raining, which is sllllloooowwllly getting rid of the ice. I have basically stayed in the house for about 2 days, Husband gingerly walking out to care for the animals. I could probably do it, but he has much better balance than I do. In fact, poor Rudee went out for a bathroom break, he walked very gingerly out, and his back feet slid out from under him a couple times. He went potty, then walked gingerly back to the kennel, and glared at the ice. We will all be much happier when it goes back to normal Oregon rain...
Thursday, April 23, 2015
T is for...
Tea.
As far as beverages go, I sip a lot of different things. I like milk, sodas, lemonade, cocoa, water... But my favorite is tea. I did drink coffee when I was in college. I even had the occasional batch of chocolate covered espresso beans, but never really could get to where I liked the flavor. It was a means to stay awake during study, not really an enjoyment. Some people like to drink it... I like the SMELL of coffee, but really don't care for the flavor.
But, tea. I love tea. Love it especially when it is dark, so dark that it is even mistaken FOR coffee. A dear friend of mine termed this "English Workingman's tea". I chuckled, when she continued, "when you stir it, and the spoon dissolves, then it's ready."
Well, I don't really think mine is QUITE that strong, but it is a bit more stout than most I have seen...
I normally drink water, and tea at the ren faire I perform at. We had a wake for another dear friend that had passed away, and most know that I don't drink at faire. Some had assumed I didn't drink, period. So we all walked up to the pub, and I took two beers. I was with my Dad, and a few friends, and they all said, "You only need one for the toast." I replied, I realize that...
And set one beer by my Dad, and I took the other. We had the toast, and when all was said, I took a long sip. You could have heard a pin drop at my table.
"YOU DRANK THAT!"
"Yes..."
"But you don't drink!"
"No. I don't drink often."
Gotta keep 'em guessing somehow!
As far as beverages go, I sip a lot of different things. I like milk, sodas, lemonade, cocoa, water... But my favorite is tea. I did drink coffee when I was in college. I even had the occasional batch of chocolate covered espresso beans, but never really could get to where I liked the flavor. It was a means to stay awake during study, not really an enjoyment. Some people like to drink it... I like the SMELL of coffee, but really don't care for the flavor.
But, tea. I love tea. Love it especially when it is dark, so dark that it is even mistaken FOR coffee. A dear friend of mine termed this "English Workingman's tea". I chuckled, when she continued, "when you stir it, and the spoon dissolves, then it's ready."
Well, I don't really think mine is QUITE that strong, but it is a bit more stout than most I have seen...
I normally drink water, and tea at the ren faire I perform at. We had a wake for another dear friend that had passed away, and most know that I don't drink at faire. Some had assumed I didn't drink, period. So we all walked up to the pub, and I took two beers. I was with my Dad, and a few friends, and they all said, "You only need one for the toast." I replied, I realize that...
And set one beer by my Dad, and I took the other. We had the toast, and when all was said, I took a long sip. You could have heard a pin drop at my table.
"YOU DRANK THAT!"
"Yes..."
"But you don't drink!"
"No. I don't drink often."
Gotta keep 'em guessing somehow!
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