Thursday the 4th
Slipping into the 2024 without a glitch.
Dennis had been heard remarking about a friend in the Trimont health care system. Last night I offered to ride along with him. This morning after coffee we headed south.
I find that if I put out ideas for Dennis’ day, it goes a long way forward for him. His yard work is on sabbatical. No snow to move around and that leaves keeping me company in the house or snoozing in the patio porch. I am so thankful that the child in me has lots of interests to keep two of us busy.
After we got home, Dennis volunteered to mix up a batch of Betty Crocker peanut butter cookies for me to bake out. Why Not!
The cookies have been baked and we are having waffles and pre-cooked Jimmy Dean sausages for supper.
Hmm. We did get a call from the police department this afternoon. Jeff was hit while riding his three-wheel bike and they are looking for him. Sorry . . . not at this address. Grandson Ryan told his grandpa that Jeff was on probation for drunk and disorderly and they can’t find him. He was on probation. Just what an aging parent needs to quiet the soul.
Thanks to the times when Megan played at our home, I have the perfect storage for all my easy-to-use pins. Pins are always needed and I said good-bye to the Glad zip lock baggies. This is much classier. A traveler case and all of the naughty, hard to use safety pins are in the lower-class storage. Sweet.
I achieved success in self-framing my latest cross stitch project. I have watched enough videos on YouTube to realize people make a very good income doing the “finish” on other people’s stitched items. All I want to do is satisfy myself. Was it hard to decide where and how to hang it? No. I just took the first available hole on the wall from where the Santas had hung. Easy does it.
Tomorrow, the end of the new week. May everyone I cherish measure for themselves what is needed in each 24 hours for peace and comfort within themselves.
With that I take my leave. ♥