Uh...Well, It's Sunday

Here we have the what-did-Ms. Moon-make-for-supper-last-night feature. I am proud of this one. I made the pizza from the crust up and it has a bunch of our peppers, both bell and clown, sliced very thinly, onions, mushrooms, some of our tomatoes, black olives and the proper cheeses. We ate it with little dribbles of pesto on top that I made yesterday from some of the basil crop. 
Was it good? 
Oh yeah. 
I was so afraid when I started taking Zepbound that I would lose my interest in cooking and in food in general but that has not turned out to be true. It was at first, a little bit anyway. Not anymore though. I just eat less of foods I still love to make and eat. 
Dreams CAN come true. 

Another day of rain here in Lloyd and in the entire area for that matter. Another day of being relatively inert which does not suit me well. Of course I could have spent it doing something like scrubbing mildew off walls but where's the fun in that, I ask you? I worked on my puzzle some which led me to a bit of despair in that this is going to take me forever. My brain just does not function visually and spatially the way it should in order to do jigsaw puzzles. So why do them? 
Well, good question. I get very caught up in them. Time passes in a different manner. I can sit down, begin to concentrate, and before I know it, an hour has passed in which time I've probably found five pieces to fit in.
Sigh.
Perhaps I feel like this is good for my brain. Sometimes I feel like all of that advice about doing crosswords and things like that to prevent dementia is a bunch of malarky. 
Now there's a word you don't hear very often these days. But it's a good one. 
Really, though, who cares if it takes me a year to finish this puzzle? Or a year and a half? Or whatever. There are no jigsaw puzzle police who are going to come and arrest me if I can't finish it in the approved amount of time. I have no teacher grading me. So I'll just enjoy it as it goes. Especially on my new puzzle board which continues to delight me. 

So, one of my dear and darling nursing school ladies sent us all a picture that had been taken twenty years ago when we'd all gotten together at Weeki Wachee Springs with our children. My kids were already grown but theirs were all still young things. But the picture made me laugh. 

Look at what I was wearing. Cargo pants and a black tank top. 
Here's what I was wearing when I got the picture. 

I do believe that in the picture from 20 years ago, I was wearing women's linen cargo pants, not men's cotton cargo pants. 
Whatever. 

And for fun, here's a picture of all the kids together. 

Actually, one or two are missing there, including May who had also come with us. Lily and Jason were newly married, I think. 
Here's what Hank remembers from that trip in response to Jessie saying she had no memory of it: Really? We all went down and stayed at the motel right across from weeki wachee. I think we also ate supper in a restaurant next to a monkey island. 
Yes. Exactly. And this makes me feel better because the kids are always talking about things from their childhoods and I'm like, What? Are you sure that happened?

Anyway, we four ladies are planning our this-year trip. We can't afford to waste a year these days. Not with time flying the way it does and the fact that we all realize we do not have all the time left in the world. 

So that was a fun little skip down memory lane. 

Here's something I've been meaning to show you for awhile. 

That's a red emerald philodendron, I think. I made a cutting of one I had and rooted it and then stuck it in that very, very small pot. 

I may have fertilized it once. I water it when I remember. And look at that dang thing! I bet if I stretched it out it would be over ten feet long. And here's the thing- the plant I made the cutting off of is on the porch, getting a little more light, but not too much light, in a pot far more appropriate as to size and it looks like death hungover. 

What can I say? 

That's about it from me today. 

Oh! I haven't shared a picture of everyone's favorite (increasingly) insane orange cat recently so here's one for you.

For the first time in weeks she came and slept with me last night and was still there when I got up. She stayed right there for hours and who could blame her? 

Oh, the Weatherfords made it home last night! Hurray! And they've had a good rainy day to get things done inside which no doubt needed doing. 

I myself will try to do something more interesting tomorrow. 
No promises, though. 

Love...Ms. Moon