WhiteCarrot of Zenith
Jun. 24th, 2021 08:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ismoWe got up a little earlier than was optimal this morning, so we could pick up Dr. Nurse and Mr. Dr. Nurse and drive them to the airport. They texted yesterday to see if we would be available, and we were pleased to say yes. They could have called a Lyft, but why should they when they have an aunt and uncle? On the way home, I picked up my next three months of asthma inhalers at the pharmacy. I also bought some more vanilla ice cream--also a medicinal item. Rain was on the way, so we took a quick walk before it arrived. Shortly after noon, it got very dark and damp, and then it poured, in several cycles. We'll be having more of this weather all week, but I don't mind. I'm just grateful that we're not having a heat wave. I'm also glad the rain held off until the kids went home. We had really nice weather while they were here, and I wish they could have bottled some, a la Dandelion Wine, to take home to DC, where it is horribly hot and humid again/still. We still have leftover steak from the Father's Day grilling. For dinner I cut some up and made a steak salad with a big heap of lettuce topped with steak, cheese cubes, chopped cabbage, cucumbers, tomatoes, beets, and broccoli. To be followed by the last of the strawberries--hence the need for more ice cream. Then I cleaned up the kitchen while the Sparrowhawk was on a Zoom call. Now I'm really sleepy.
Tron and the Lumberjack went home yesterday morning. We had a really good, relaxed visit with plenty of time for reading, napping, and other low key pursuits. A a result, I got a surprising amount of reading done, and have now read all the Hugo nominated novels except for Harrow the Ninth. I may not read all of that one, because necromancy is not my cup of tea. One suggestion I saw online was that one should read a number of pages equal to one's age subtracted from 100 before giving up. That is a relatively small number of pages for me now!
For Father's Day, the kids took us out to breakfast, and we ate in a restaurant like actual humans! Then they cleaned the grill for the Sparrowhawk, sanded the rust spots off the railing on the front porch and painted it. I got a folding chair and a glass of ice water for the Sparrowhawk so he could sit under the shade of the big maple tree in the front yard and supervise, while reading his book. I snapped the green beans and peeled the potatoes while seated in a folding chair of my own, and felt amusingly classic while doing so. Then everyone chilled out for awhile before dinner prep commenced. We had steak and hamburgers grilled by the Sparrowhawk, accompanied by green beans, beets, mushrooms with dill, and potato salad, plus a burger bar with all the condiments plus pickles, olives, tomatoes, and lettuce for decorating the burgers. After that, we had cherry pie, a game of Apples to Apples, and a viewing of "Gaslight," which strangely enough, none of us had ever seen. Tron gave the Sparrowhawk her traditional gift: a calendar with pictures of the family on it. The other kids called. It was a fine day. (On Monday, we watched "Notorious," and yesterday night, the Sparrowhawk and I completed the trifecta of unreliable husband movies by watching "Suspicion.")
Tron and the Lumberjack went home yesterday morning. We had a really good, relaxed visit with plenty of time for reading, napping, and other low key pursuits. A a result, I got a surprising amount of reading done, and have now read all the Hugo nominated novels except for Harrow the Ninth. I may not read all of that one, because necromancy is not my cup of tea. One suggestion I saw online was that one should read a number of pages equal to one's age subtracted from 100 before giving up. That is a relatively small number of pages for me now!
For Father's Day, the kids took us out to breakfast, and we ate in a restaurant like actual humans! Then they cleaned the grill for the Sparrowhawk, sanded the rust spots off the railing on the front porch and painted it. I got a folding chair and a glass of ice water for the Sparrowhawk so he could sit under the shade of the big maple tree in the front yard and supervise, while reading his book. I snapped the green beans and peeled the potatoes while seated in a folding chair of my own, and felt amusingly classic while doing so. Then everyone chilled out for awhile before dinner prep commenced. We had steak and hamburgers grilled by the Sparrowhawk, accompanied by green beans, beets, mushrooms with dill, and potato salad, plus a burger bar with all the condiments plus pickles, olives, tomatoes, and lettuce for decorating the burgers. After that, we had cherry pie, a game of Apples to Apples, and a viewing of "Gaslight," which strangely enough, none of us had ever seen. Tron gave the Sparrowhawk her traditional gift: a calendar with pictures of the family on it. The other kids called. It was a fine day. (On Monday, we watched "Notorious," and yesterday night, the Sparrowhawk and I completed the trifecta of unreliable husband movies by watching "Suspicion.")
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Date: 2021-06-25 03:52 pm (UTC)I finally saw "Gaslight" a few years ago.