Monday, March 21, 2016

And, the Sunday Story

I woke up late on Sunday. I was tired of biscuits and gravy, so I used the last three green onions. I sliced them thin and fried them in butter while I scrambled three eggs. I put them together and toasted some of the rye bread.

I ate breakfast watching the morning news (I'm a news junkie, if you haven't noticed.) I ate one slice of toast topped with orange marmalade (for my Mother) and the other spread with blackberry jam (for the family farm).

Now, that doesn't sound like much work, but it tired me out! This pain medicine protocol is working (I have yet to resort to the prescription opiates they gave me) and my arm doesn't even hurt. But, I am almighty tired...

I woke up to a soccer game on TV. It was Manchester Union versus Manchester City. I watched it for a while (Jake and Carla turned me on to soccer in an English Pub down in South Carolina). The problem is I don't know the rules, so I am confused. I should ask my great niece, Haley, to explain it to me.

I finally got around to filling in the rest of the Blog entry.

Then I shaved and showered. I got dressed, but was not planning on going anywhere. And, I didn't.

I did sweep the kitchen floor and the Sunday chores. I ate a grilled cheese sandwich for my lunch.

I took a nap in the afternoon.

I warmed up the corned beef and cabbage from my Sunday supper.

I talked to my daughter, Melissa, in the evening. I started watching some taped DIY shows, but turned the TV off and went to bed, instead.


  1. I haven't had orange marmalade in a while. Thanks for the reminder!

  2. You should try Smucker's Black Berry jam. My mother used to send me out every year to pick them and she made them into an extraordinarily jam. Smucker's doesn't even come close, but it hints at the memory.