Lazy Day

I’m still in bed with the dog snoozing beside me, but in no hurry to get up.
It looks like it’s going to be a dry day, so that means a walk along the prom later.
Temperatures are dropping though, and the heating is kicking in early, but at least we wake up to a warm house.
Years ago in the council house we had no heating other than a coal fire in the lounge, though us kids did have an electric bar fire in the bedroom which was turned off after we’d got in bed. Getting up it was damn cold, so it was always at the last minute and a rush job as it helped us keep warm. I remember making my bed quickly hoping to retain the heat for the following night, but it never worked!!

No plans as such today, though I might get the card making kit out as I was looking through my reserves for a birthday card for a friend at SW and actually don’t have that many!

When I started making them all those years ago, I would put together between 10 and 20 every session, and one year not knowing what to give the Mums for Christmas, I set to and made them a dozen each that they could dispense to friends or family as they saw fit.  No two were identical and even though some of the kits I had then were in pads of four or six of several designs, I’d put different backing on or use a different coloured or sized card.
MIL said she never got hers, so we had to think again and I took it up with the Post Office for undelivered mail, receiving a book of 12 first class stamps for my trouble.

I won’t be sending out a lot of birthday cards next year, but it’s always nice to have a selection to hand. I gave one to a lady who had recently moved here earlier in the year as she was celebrating her birthday on her own. It’s wonderful how having a dog opens up so many conversations and the potential for making new friends and acquaintances.
Sundays bring forth several favoured challenges, and Hubby has mentioned again that I seem to fill my blog more with those than original posts of my own. This is true in a way, though my takes on photoprompts or word combinations are basically from the recesses of the grey matter between my ears. It’s unusual not to get any inspiration at all, even if it’s only a whimsical caption or a couple of sentences, something usually clicks.

Chicken curry for dinner today, so even that won’t be too taxing. I can’t remember the last time I did a full roast as it is so rare to do one for the two of us any day, let alone on a Sunday. It was always tradition when I was growing up though to have a Sunday roast with all the trimmings including stuffing and yorkshire puds even though we didn’t have beef. I never perfected the Top Hats, though was told the tip was to have ‘blue’ smoking fat when you added your batter mix. I did it once though and they were great, all height and empty centres, so I cheat now and buy the small frozen ones if I want them.

Thinking back over the years it’s funny how times and tastes have changed. Roles are different in the household and there are no His and Hers jobs, especially here. Next door used to call them pink and blue jobs, though she says they are all mauve now. Hubby thinks nothing of pushing the hoover, doing the laundry or washing the dishes. Mind you, that doesn’t mean to say I’ll be getting outside to cut the grass (which is too wet anyway) or paint the gates.
Basically though, we do most things together but I do seem to come off lightest. Lucky me!

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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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19 Responses to Lazy Day

  1. jenanita01 says:

    You really are lucky! Some people, (no names, no pack drill) have no idea how the house stays reasonably clean, or that you really must clean the sinks and windows occasionally!

  2. blindzanygirl says:

    I remember those wonderful Sunday lunches that my grandma used to make Di. Agree about pink and blue jobs not existing here. Hubby has to do it all anyway!

    I have to admit that I find challenges difficult to follow but that is because of sight issues – I can never understand them. It can be quite complicated. I think we wilk be having a lazy day too, though Hope will not lol. Have a good day Di x

  3. Sadje says:

    Sunday should be a lazy day. Though you’re not lazy by my standards!

  4. scifihammy says:

    Enjoy your Sunday. 🙂

  5. Enjoy your day, hope the rain goes away here so I can get a walk in

    • We’ve just come back from a walk along the prom. We walked down onto the beach but not to the water’s edge today. It was a bit chilly, but glorious and there were a lot of people out with their dogs.

  6. I know I’m reading his late, but I’ve got to say… A lazy Sunday is wonderful. For instance, it’s cold and rainy here today. I’ve stayed in my PJ’s all day with a humongous sweatshirt on, did some laundry, spot cleaned, and have spent the rest of the day here reading. I’ve got candles lit and soothing music on and the rain doesn’t seem to bother me in the least. (At least mentally speaking), physically… my body aches from the dampness, but no sense in thinking about it. I’m just enjoying reading all day.

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