THOUGHTS

Gayle, the BAD, sent me this poem yesterday.

It's nice.

But it brings tears just now.

COUNTDOWN

 

THE FRIDAY FUNNIES

It's time to smile awhile and we begin with one for the eastern part of the United States.

Now if you're smiling, my work is done for today.

Except to wish you all a totally splendid weekend.

Here, kitty-kitty . . .

( . . . ah, the truth outs . . . )

SCENES FROM MY MONDAY

 

A survivor from the freezing overnight temperatues.

Finally pitied and brought inside.

Playing in the kitchen.

The last of some Piedmontese Peppers, ala Elizabeth David.

A halved mini red pepper containing a bit of tomato, some sliced garlic, some anchovy paste (salt and olive oil eliminated because it was in the paste. I didn't have anchovies.)

Roasted in a 350 oven for around 20 minutes.

Supposed to be served cold but I couldn't wait.

It was as good warm as cool later.

And finally, homemade Chicken Noodle (Gigli) Soup.

All this kept me busy through the day and sated.

THE FRIDAY FUNNIES

I wasn't sure if or when I would bring the Friday Funnies back.

There are, after all, plenty of blogs with plenty of humor.

But in spite of personal loss, in spite of what's going on in the world, in spite of everything . . . there's always time to step back and smile a little.

So with that, enjoy.

I hope you got some enjoyment out of this silliness.

But at the very least, try to have a marvelous weekend.

Here, kitty-kitty . . .

( . . . uh, I seem to have one like that . . . )

BAKING AGAIN

We've had a bag of apples in the pantry for nearly too long.

Today I got them out and looked for a recipe.

I found one for something called an Apple Slab Cake.

I made it this afternoon, adapting it a bit by putting a Streusel topping on it.

Just had a bite.

It's not bad.

TIME

It's been a busy couple of weeks here since Judy died.

Paperwork, beaucracies, foul-ups, feeding myself, sorting a lifetime of possessions.

Telephone calls, cards, concerned friends.

It all adds up to a process of keeping my mind off of my loss.

But not always.

Some days are slower than others, when I just don't want to face any of that stuff.

When I think of her, which is often, sometimes I chuckle at something she said like the first time the paramedics and firemen came and were hovering over her.

Out of the blue, she said "I can't remember when I've had six men in my bedroom before."

Then there are the times when something pops into my head and just for a second I think "Oh, I've got to tell Judy", before I catch myself.

And there are the times when I get a little teary just remembering her.

So like I said at the start of this, it's been a busy but rough couple of weeks.

Thank you all for your kind comments and actions.

(My next door neighbors came over last night with a big portion of lasagna alfredo and a container full of tiramisu, both homemade, for my meal today.)

As I've told everyone, I'm getting through this and I'm not the first in my family to do it.

My grandfather, my father and my brother all lost their wives.

They all survived and so shall I.

And yes, the Friday Funnies will return.

I'm just not sure when.

Thanks for being there.