Monday, August 7, 2017

Slowhand Sunday

I woke up at 5:00 a.m. on Sunday and could not fall back asleep. It was chilly in the house and I was glad to get my buck-naked ass into my robe for a trip to the bathroom.

I went back to bed and read until the news came on. I watched that for a couple of hours until I got hungry. So, I made some instant oatmeal to eat with my pills.

Sidebar: I wish I could remember the recipe Carla uses to make regular oatmeal in the microwave. We were just chatting as she made it and I didn't write it down. It would be a hell of a lot cheaper and a lot less sugar.

I decided to take Sunday off.


"Long-winded, occasionally ridiculous rant to follow."

Now, this goes back (at least in the bible) to when God was making the world. On the seventh day, he rested.

Now, in agrarian society, that made sense. Farmers work from dawn to dusk and they needed a break. So, they went to church and then took Sunday off. Other than my Mother, who was making roast beef, mashed potatoes and gravy (God I miss that gravy) to feed an army.

But in today's digital world, nobody take a day off, even me who's supposedly retired.

So, I consciously became aware of what I was doing. Did I not check my email? Nope. Did I not respond to text messages? Nope. Did I not look at Facebook? Nope. Did I not watch TV? Nope.

But did I do it unconsciously and continuously, like I normally do? No. I did it deliberately.

People need some time to reflect, regroup and ponder.

**End of rant**

I took a long, nice nap in the afternoon. B___ called for the first time in a long time and we talked for a long time. He was surprised at my abrupt retirement, but had a lot of suggestions that I will take seriously.

I had a big meal planned, but decided not to go there (I was still pondering). So  I made a frozen pizza for dinner instead.

Then I watched TV until I fell asleep, still thinking of my Mother's gravy.

Sidebr: I used to pass on whatever dessert she made. Instead, I would butter two slices of white bread and dump the rest of her gravy on top and eat that for my dessert. No wonder why I am a Type 2 diabetic, LOL.


  1. I always had bread and gravy.....not buttered, however.
    NOTE....when Carla reads this, please forward oatmeal recipe to me as well....

  2. Carla is out of the office right now. It's 1/3 cup oat meal, 1/3 cup milk, 1/6 cup water and 1 tsp brown sugar cooked for 1 minute.