Another quiet, cozy, indoor day; wrapped in borrowed warm clothes. The rhythm of the rain was very peaceful and it felt soothing to watch it nourishing the greenery. I finished one crochet project and started another. Well, the completed one still needs buttons sewn on and a little pressing but as soon as the last yarn end is woven securely out of sight, it's as good as finished, in my book.
I played the piano for awhile and that was relaxing, too. It didn't matter to the big, empty house how rusty I am and neither did it matter to me. I wish I had my violin here so I could play duets with Ian and his cello. It's been so long since I've felt like playing (it's a "heart" thing) but I surely do feel the nudge not to let the opportunity to play duets with my grandson pass me by.
There was a bit of excitement when Ian came home from school. Jerry, the dog, escaped through an open gate and ran instinctively toward a wooded area to see what kind of prey he could flush out. Ian, turned superhero, leash in hand, saved the day by hunting the hunter and soon both were back home warming up and drying out from their adventure.
Dinner was "fend for yourself night" and Daniel shared the macaroni and cheese he made, with me. He added his own combination of extra spices -- something else he has in common with his namesake, Uncle Dan. Or, "Uncle D," as I've heard Daniel say. I don't know where that came from or when it started. It's hard to say. As for the "fend night," I'm sorry to say I have to admit my daughters may have learned that from me. I have apologized to my sons-in-law for that, but only because it sounded good to do so and I wanted to impress them. The truth is, I have no regrets about it at all.
Later, a surprise birthday cake! With candles and all!! And ice-cream!!! And singing!!!!
It was a good day.
Joey, the cat is glad to see Ian come home from school.
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