Coffee Break · Nattering · Personal · Poetry

Too early for coffee

I am hidden away in my bed-sitting room with the lights off, hoping that the puppies will quit whining and go back to sleep…Ah! Quiet, again! {I do so love back-lit laptop computer keyboards!}

I am having a fun time, so far, with the poem-a-day national poetry-writing month activity (NaPoWriMo), having been invited to join a small group of friends in the event, all but one, a new acquaintance. [An introduction and my poems are here, at one of my first domains, which I’ve started over with my original host since retirement.]

Yesterday, as I discovered on Monday—must keep calendar up to date!—I had an appointment with the dentist in my home town for another filling. Should not have been a big deal, except that that tooth was the one next to the tooth that I’d had pulled last month. Needed more numbing than I’d expected. All is well, however.

With so many friends and acquaintances leaving/having left LiveJournal over the years, and with my sister and recently deceased mother no longer active on the site, I find that I have been spending less and less time there. Thinking seriously of sticking with DW and dropping LJ, even though I have a permanent account there.

Too many transitions right now, though, with SFF Net having shut down at the end of March. Will think about it, though.

Puppies are AWAKE, now. Another day begins. At least I can make some Toddy coffee while they’re outside. 😀

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Coffee Break · Personal

Sunday Morning Coffee Break

Good morning! I’m glad you stopped by! Things are a bit of a mess, here, and I’m happy to take a break to visit with you. This morning, I put the coffee on and decided to pair it with a square of dark chocolate for myself (90% cocoa, and not enough information to know if that’s mostly the cocoa butter).

If we were having coffee together, this morning, it would be in the back-yard gazebo. My kitchen is cluttered, because I had spent the evening getting ready to make yogurt (took the jars out of the incubator at 9:00 a.m.). Even though I hadn’t finished washing up after meals during the day. I took two rather long naps, when perhaps I shouldn’t have. Just as I had put the hot milk to cooling and had something to eat, my husband got home and wanted to go out to supper. And so we did. He ate pancakes, and I had my first banana split in many years. Hurrah for proper menu labeling! Takes a lot of guesswork out of ordering.

I would like to mention the latest email I received from my mother. I learned from her that my father’s youngest brother, who is only six years or so older than me, is in the hospital and unconscious. Wayne has been in a nursing/retirement home for at least three years. I worry about my father, even though he seems to take the losses in stride and was quite cheerful, although tired, when we drove to their home town for a visit, last month. It has been little more than a year ago that my youngest sister was buried.

By and large, this has been a good week. I have written a nice lot of poetry, and one of the three poems I submitted, this year, was published in Star*Line. (The other two were sent back with requests for revisions, but I have not yet gotten back to that.)

Do you keep a “To Do” list? I suspect that I may have, but I have not seen any for a while, now. Sometimes I worry that my memory is failing me.

I’d love to chat longer, but Al’s awake, now. I’m going to make scrambled eggs and serve him breakfast in bed. 🙂