" " " complate desaign home: in the bungalow
Showing posts with label in the bungalow. Show all posts
Showing posts with label in the bungalow. Show all posts

Monday, June 13, 2011

Monday Mess



On Friday when I was getting the game supper ready .. .
I was a teensy bit in a hurry or else just more clumsy than usual.
The glass four cup measuring cup that was holding white sauce splintered in millions of pieces when it bounced off the edge of the stove and landed at my feet.


I stood there a moment trying to think how best to attack the mess.
A good stiff broom and a dust pan picked up the worst of the glass .. .
and wet paper towels got the rest.


The stove bears a scar.


And after dinner .. .
between the first and second period ...
and then between the second and the third period. . .
 my beloved came to the rescue and took apart both oven doors to clean the white sauce drizzle between the interior and exterior glass.

The good news. . .
is we still had dinner. .
and the Canucks won game five.

Tonight is game six ..
and we are off to party with friends.
We will have a great evening either way...
but we are really hoping to celebrate a win!

All for now.  .

Monday Mess



On Friday when I was getting the game supper ready .. .
I was a teensy bit in a hurry or else just more clumsy than usual.
The glass four cup measuring cup that was holding white sauce splintered in millions of pieces when it bounced off the edge of the stove and landed at my feet.


I stood there a moment trying to think how best to attack the mess.
A good stiff broom and a dust pan picked up the worst of the glass .. .
and wet paper towels got the rest.


The stove bears a scar.


And after dinner .. .
between the first and second period ...
and then between the second and the third period. . .
 my beloved came to the rescue and took apart both oven doors to clean the white sauce drizzle between the interior and exterior glass.

The good news. . .
is we still had dinner. .
and the Canucks won game five.

Tonight is game six ..
and we are off to party with friends.
We will have a great evening either way...
but we are really hoping to celebrate a win!

All for now.  .

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

on a rainy dreary monday



Yesterday in the morning I entertained questions from a reporter in Waterloo, Ontario.
It is such a privilege to be able to speak on behalf of the girls and to be trusted with telling our story. .
time and time again.
I am amazed at how time can go slow as molasses when I'm visiting my hygienist. .
or quick as a wink during an interview.
Same sixty minutes. .
different focus.

After lunch. .
I ran down to get a few groceries.
I met a few lovely girls who took a moment to stop me in the aisle.
They left me with a smile on my face and encouragement in my heart.



After having a sudden hunger for Kotletten. .
I prepared them for dinner.
As I was between batches in the frying pan.  .
I brought a fresh hot sample to my beloved where he was in the minutes before dinner.
He smiled. ..
I smiled. . .
I made him happy.

I've been told now a few times that the cookbook is being worked through one recipe at a time.
I too and making some recipes that I haven't made in a long while.

Food . ..memories and smiles. .
all on a rainy Monday.

all for now. .

on a rainy dreary monday



Yesterday in the morning I entertained questions from a reporter in Waterloo, Ontario.
It is such a privilege to be able to speak on behalf of the girls and to be trusted with telling our story. .
time and time again.
I am amazed at how time can go slow as molasses when I'm visiting my hygienist. .
or quick as a wink during an interview.
Same sixty minutes. .
different focus.

After lunch. .
I ran down to get a few groceries.
I met a few lovely girls who took a moment to stop me in the aisle.
They left me with a smile on my face and encouragement in my heart.



After having a sudden hunger for Kotletten. .
I prepared them for dinner.
As I was between batches in the frying pan.  .
I brought a fresh hot sample to my beloved where he was in the minutes before dinner.
He smiled. ..
I smiled. . .
I made him happy.

I've been told now a few times that the cookbook is being worked through one recipe at a time.
I too and making some recipes that I haven't made in a long while.

Food . ..memories and smiles. .
all on a rainy Monday.

all for now. .