I told one of my followers yesterday I wanted to write about the Raging Gimlet™ but now that I have spilled coffee and extra laundry and a wet rug and an agitated beagle I’m not in the mood anymore.
Continue reading “The Raging Gimlet™, some spilled coffee and a few ebooks”
For days now I noticed a wet spot at the bottom of the vanity, right by the sink.
I thought it was because I dribble and splash when I wash up and kept a towel handy to wipe up the spills.
Continue reading “A string of mishaps first thing this morning”
I made soup today. I specifically bought a package of beef cubes to use in soups or stews because it’s getting to that time of year when a pot of soup bubbling on the stove is one of those comforting things.
I love hearty, beefy soups with a thick broth flavoured with tomatoes, beans, kale or chard, onions and garlic. And a lot of nice spices too.
The last ingredient I was going to add into my soup was mushrooms. I bought those yesterday specifically because I knew I was going to make soup this week.
However. The mushroom pack has disappeared. It is gone. Vanished into thin air.
Continue reading “A bunch of minor mishaps…”
I will begin my story with the happy ending: I’m home, no one was hurt, maimed, killed or sent to jail today despite the weather that could have caused all of the above, and I have tea and a pecan butter tart.
Still interested in my many mishaps? Read on, then…
My three glass birds on my window were down to two yesterday morning. My cardinal fell down and broke.
Perhaps this should have warned me about my upcoming day.
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