The weather was perfect. We ate on the patio because it was just too nice to stay indoors. There's a railroad line runs a few blocks from the restaurant, and of course, there had to be a train go blasting by. Brought back memories that I think I wrote about while chronicaling my early married life.
Instead of taking the freeway home, I came back by the surface streets. Passed through a neighborhood called the Fabulous Forties (several blocks in the 4000 neighborhood). Gorgeous homes, landscaped yards. I drive through the streets once in awhile just to enjoy the beauty of the neighborhood.
Watched the debates last evening.
A fine day.
Today was equally nice. Took myself shopping for some skin care products. Looked in three different places for a pair of plain brown, low-heeled pump-style shoes. No go. I did find one pair I liked, but they had it only in medium width and I need narrow. *sigh*
Decided I needed a little treat, and bought a Mrs. Fields cookie. Sat and watched the other shoppers for awhile. Killing time until my haircut appointment. Even at that I was early. But nevermind, the shop is a pleasant place to spend time waiting.
My hair looks gorgeous. Maria does a fine job. I have naturally curly hair, and if it isn't cut properly it looks terrible. So, I feel real glamorous when she gets done with me.
Then I went for a brief visit with a friend who lives near Maria's shop. Haven't seen her in several weeks. Then home in expectation of chatting with Sister. However, I found a note in my email that her cat was sick and they were going to vet. I hope she gets back before I have to log off.
And sweets of sweets...when I approached my front door, there was a jar of apple butter waiting there for me. I went directly to the kitchen so I could pop off the lid and have a taste. Mmmmmmm! Thank you, friend! Wish I had been here when you dropped by. Maybe I'll see you in shul this evening and thank you personally.
Well, that concludes my entry for the day.
Shalom