Well, My Italian Test Is Over
Now I'm thinking that I should save up for a trip to Pere Marquette State Park (in Illinois) this fall if it's open. I'd like to do some hiking and bring the new camera to practice photography. It's a trip that I've wanted to take for a while. A place to stay won't be cheap, however.
Maybe I should grow some beets. My grandmother made great borscht. I wonder if Mom has the recipe. She does. And I ordered beet seeds.
Mom called. Her computer battery is giving out, so we discussed places to get a new one. And an out-of-town friend invited her to stay and go to a garden shop, and she wanted to know if I'd freak out. I said that I'd be okay if she was careful.
I forgot to mention that I saw a houseplants-of-the-month box, and they had a version that was safe for pets. I don't have a great place to put them though. Maybe on top of the low bookcase in the kitchen. Or not.
The camera is here. I can't figure out how to get the lens on, so I'll need to read the instructions. And I'll need to get the battery to turn it on. I ordered a couple of books about it.
Got my laundry started.
I'm studying mass quantities of Italian, and my brain hurts. Oy. My Italian test was HARD. I'm glad that it's over.
Now I'm in the mood for watching a Harry Potter movie.
x-posted from Dreamwidth