making oatmeal out of butterflies
Tomorrow promises to be exactly the day that exists after the day that is considered to be today. The day after that happens to be the day that my age flips to the next integer value.
This past weekend had very nice weather on Saturday and a significant amount of rain on Sunday and somewhat below the average high temperatures on both days. As a result I did a lot of outdoor work (cleaning the side and front of the garage, mowing the lawn, clearing the driveway of helicopter maple seeds) on Saturday leaving Sunday to indoor tasks (cleaning the house, doing some laundry, putting kitchen items back into the kitchen).
I weighed last night more than I normally do. My goal this week is to eat as few cookies as possible to get my weight down. I do not normally concern myself with such matters, but climbing over 11 stone has made me want to climb under it again.
I've never been to Armenia. This country is not in my top 3 of countries to visit.
3 comments:
Happy Integer Day!
I misread Armenia, and thought you wrote America. Which confused me, because most Canadians have visited America, if only accidentally or against their will. Most Americans anywhere near the border have done the same with Canada.
Yes, I have visited America, or more precisely, the United States thereof, a number of times. The closest I've been to Utah is on a drive from Arizona to Alberta in 1995 that took me through Denver. And, as you know, I've been to Boston.
Good happy returns. Many good returns. Or such!
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