Friday the 8th
True to my word of yesterday, I am having a quiet day.
Last night, Dennis made this weary Grammie supper. Oh, sweet. Cheeseburgers and tator tots piping hot from the Eagles Club several blocks up the street. It was truly enjoyed. There were just enough tots left on my plate that I could make a smiley face that greeted me this morning. I may have popped one or two in my mouth on the way to the coffee pot. Potatoes are a good source of protein in various concoctions.
Has anyone around here ever found fossils? I have found several. They are embedded in my floor finish of the laminate flooring job. I had used some old wash cloths that were way past their prime. Each day, the Swiffer mop, had one clamped into place. Yesterday’s choice of cloths left some strands of thread as I was applying the update. Oh well. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. We gained a whole bunch by hopefully prolonging the life of our laminate flooring.
Nothing lasts forever and we do live in every nook and cranny of this home on Stauffer Avenue.
The freezer gave up a freezer Zip Lock bag of several servings of chili for our supper.
With that I take my leave. ♥