A new car

While driving a new car is always an adventure, with me the terror involved in the financial commitment takes the edge off the pleasure.  It's happened every time.  But after a week or so, you tend to forget the bad parts and the pleasure takes over again.

Yesterday evening, we went to Baked Expectations to share birthday cake with Gillian.  With the young people both working, finding time to share a meal hour just didn't work out.  We were there early enough that getting a table wasn't too bad, but shortly after the line up was out the door.  I had been ready for chocolate fudge cake,--same craving as both times I was pregnant--but I quickly changed my mind when I realized it contained bananas!  Loren knew, and, evidently, orders it every time they go there--go figure! So I had Red Velvet cake.  It was very pretty, but I didn't really enjoy it (??overdone??).  David, of course, had his favourite Apple Bavarian Cheesecake.

Today, David continued to putter in the garden, and garage.  As a result, and because we no longer have the family gatherings we once had, we had a two person "Lion Ceremony".  David had to wheel it out of the garage on the wheeled walker I used when I needed one.  (Mr. Findlay's old one)  A lot quicker and easier than getting the wheelbarrow out. David had set up a plinth for him made out of concrete bricks, and he now sits quietly under the Spirea, nicely visible from the kitchen window.

The diet has been getting boring.  My mood the last few days hasn't been great, which probably had a lot to do with it. Some of the foods had run out in the pantry, so this morning, I spent time going through the book and making up a shopping list.  Noe I can try some of the recipes that I used to enjoy so much.  Going to the grocery store, also involves checking our lottery tickets.  This was a special day as I'd heard that the big prize had been won in this part of the country.  But alas, not by us.