Today I am grateful for my double-sided feather top bed. Iím taking a day off from my morning walk and just slothing here at almost 9am. A mug of espresso on the night table. The church bells tell me itís 9am. A snuggy throw over my legs. The sound of light rain. Depending on how the coffee hits me, I might even roll over and take a morning nap.
Beans, beans the musical fruit (not really, of course, but legume doesnít rhyme with toot). Itís the nature of the beast to justify all choices. Itís the nature of the salesman to increase the audience to which he sells. IMO, those two facts are why beans are now Primal.
There are dishes in my sink from yesterdayís supper. In the lazy state Iím cultivating today, my brain figures that as long as thereís room on the stove to brew a cuppa, all is right with the world. I donít wear my glasses indoors, so the floors look fine to me.
Most of my Amazon order arrived yesterday. In it was a pair of Croc flip flops. Perfect fit, and so my Eeyore slippers have gone back into the closet Ďtil winter. The Crocs are made in China and that makes me sad. Surely in a country where 9-13% of the population receives some kind of food assistance, weíre back in a place where we should be manufacturing some of our own goods.
In a couple of months, Iíll look down on Eeyore and realize the slippers are grayer than they should be. Iíll soak them clean and hang them up to dry. Uncharacteristically for the little guy, Eeyore(s) will seem to smile just a bit.
Yesterday I had an interesting first time experience. I was washing dishes from the night before, and I suddenly felt shaky. Not the little tremor that only affects my typing. Like weak in the knees, sort of trembling. I drank some water and sat for a couple of minutes. Still off. Fortunately I had a defrosted liver snack in the fridge. I ate that and had a glass of lemonade with one teaspoon of real simple syrup in it. It stopped it.
So, itís a sugar thing. I guess Iíll see if it happens again before I worry about it. And somewhere in that barely worth mentioning mini drama, I thought of our darling Dave getting wobbly legged and falling down in the street, and I started laughing like a loon.
Well that was the best sloth day ever! I got absolutely nothing useful done except to cook myself a couple of bison burgers for supper. I read, I slept, I watched TV. I went into the kitchen, thought about cleaning up, put a couple of dishes from the dishdrain into the cabinets. Hah! No one can piss a day away like I can.
This link was in the Funny CW Moments thread and itís pretty funny: Just in Time for Easter, Jelly Bean Milk is a Thing
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