A Topic
Today is a wonderful Monday. After I got back from my morning walk a topic ensued in regard to “What’s up for supper?” I remained quiet. After giving Dennis’s comment a pause, I put it right back to him as to what he anticipated for supper. His idea was a pork roast, boiled potatoes, gravy and some dessert. I urged him to begin so it would be done by supper.
I am Lena’s daughter. I am not Lena in regard to putting out a three to four course meal seven days out of seven for a supper. Hmm. I could hear Dennis rummage in the refrigerator. Next the freezer was opened and I could hear some items being moved about. Down to the basement pantry was his next move. “Do we need one small can of Dinty Moore stew or two cans.” I assured him one can would work. It’s not my first choice coming out of a can, but I will enjoy Dennis’ preparation of our supper. Never look a gift horse in the mouth. That phrase came about when a horse was given as a gift. When the receiver immediately looked into the mouth of the horse to look at the horse’s teeth and determine the age of the horse . . . thus the value of the given gift. Little known fact. Tee Hee!
Meals can be highly exaggerated when our day of activity is slime to none. It might be a good idea to have several pizzas in the freezer for the next time Dennis trolls through the options. It might just trip the old trigger.
According to the tractors each pulling several grain trailers heaped with shell corn, the harvest is going great guns. Surprisingly many farmers have their own 18 wheelers.
In between time, I am in the studio going through folders seeking and searching a particular one that holds photos of a time when Megan and Nicholas were small tots. I can envision it here in the studio. Three walls of shelves from top to bottom to keep me busy . . . thus comes in the sifting and organization I mentioned yesterday. No one to blame but myself. How long could it have taken to label it!
Enjoy the week of temps that feel oh so good.