Weekend accomplishments
Saturday
Not much, went to the carwash and grocery store. It's still raining part of every day, but this weekend the lovebugs came back, and the car still needed to be washed. It's probably really going to need to be washed this time next week, those damn bugs are a menace.
People here always add and they don't even do anything! to the end of complaints about lovebugs. They make more lovebugs--hence the name--but they don't pollinate plants and birds don't eat them, so it does sometimes seem like they mostly exist to splatter all over cars.
They seem to be early this year, too. Usually they don't show up until hurricane season starts winding down and the heat starts to wane a bit. Maybe we're going to have an early fall this year.
Did embroidery, finished watching The Bear--surprise Jon Bernthal!--had leftover pizza, and started watching this thing on Hulu about a triple murder that happened at a Girl Scout camp in Oklahoma in 1977. The parts about the crime and the trial were interesting, but it was hosted by Kristin Chenoweth, who kept popping in to make it all about her. Those parts were criiiiinge.
Sunday
Had fried eggs and toast for breakfast, finished watching Keeper of the Ashes (that was the Oklahoma true crime thing). Changed/washed the bed sheets, made dessert and some dinner prep, did Bujo and writing journal work. Read: I finished Sea of Tranquility. Watched the Bob Odenkirk movie Nobody. (Thank dog his heart attack happened on set with dozens of people around to get him help. It sounds like it was a bad one, and he's a treasure.)
The 'rents don't come back until Tuesday, so I did another snack plate with fancy toast for supper:
Savory-baked grapes and goat cheese toast, cucumber spears (they were on sale 3 for $1) with ranch, and creamy tomato soup.
Dessert was another recipe from Snacking Cakes:
Grapefruit and white chocolate, perfect combo of sweet and bitter. I make desserts with lemons, limes, and oranges all the time. But I sleep on grapefruit (except for January when the Texas ruby reds are in season, and I drink salty dogs every weekend) until I come across a recipe that reminds me of how well the flavor works in cakes, too.
I decided to watch Station Eleven, the HBO series that was adapted from Emily St. John Mandel's book. Station Eleven and Sea of Tranquility both contain a pandemic as a plot device. I mean everyone's writing a pandemic book now and maybe that's what Sea of Tranquility is, but Station Eleven was published in 2014.
Not much, went to the carwash and grocery store. It's still raining part of every day, but this weekend the lovebugs came back, and the car still needed to be washed. It's probably really going to need to be washed this time next week, those damn bugs are a menace.
People here always add and they don't even do anything! to the end of complaints about lovebugs. They make more lovebugs--hence the name--but they don't pollinate plants and birds don't eat them, so it does sometimes seem like they mostly exist to splatter all over cars.
They seem to be early this year, too. Usually they don't show up until hurricane season starts winding down and the heat starts to wane a bit. Maybe we're going to have an early fall this year.
Did embroidery, finished watching The Bear--surprise Jon Bernthal!--had leftover pizza, and started watching this thing on Hulu about a triple murder that happened at a Girl Scout camp in Oklahoma in 1977. The parts about the crime and the trial were interesting, but it was hosted by Kristin Chenoweth, who kept popping in to make it all about her. Those parts were criiiiinge.
Sunday
Had fried eggs and toast for breakfast, finished watching Keeper of the Ashes (that was the Oklahoma true crime thing). Changed/washed the bed sheets, made dessert and some dinner prep, did Bujo and writing journal work. Read: I finished Sea of Tranquility. Watched the Bob Odenkirk movie Nobody. (Thank dog his heart attack happened on set with dozens of people around to get him help. It sounds like it was a bad one, and he's a treasure.)
The 'rents don't come back until Tuesday, so I did another snack plate with fancy toast for supper:
Savory-baked grapes and goat cheese toast, cucumber spears (they were on sale 3 for $1) with ranch, and creamy tomato soup.
Dessert was another recipe from Snacking Cakes:
Grapefruit and white chocolate, perfect combo of sweet and bitter. I make desserts with lemons, limes, and oranges all the time. But I sleep on grapefruit (except for January when the Texas ruby reds are in season, and I drink salty dogs every weekend) until I come across a recipe that reminds me of how well the flavor works in cakes, too.
I decided to watch Station Eleven, the HBO series that was adapted from Emily St. John Mandel's book. Station Eleven and Sea of Tranquility both contain a pandemic as a plot device. I mean everyone's writing a pandemic book now and maybe that's what Sea of Tranquility is, but Station Eleven was published in 2014.