Fabulous February? I have been battling a ferocious head cold these past few days but I am trying to not let it keep me down. I pick my projects for the day wisely, enough to feel productive but not so much as to overdo it. I give myself permission to take breaks as needed, drink lots of fluids and know when to say enough and go to bed early.
So in my attempts to dwell on the positive and ignore my alternately stuffy and drippy nose here is a joy list for, yes, Fabulous February:
My last batch of rose blooms have been marvelous. So large and velvety.
Weather. We have actually had a nice variety. A few windy days and a few rainy days interspersed with the typical sunshine. Even had a ripping thunderstorm one evening.
AFRIN before bed allowing me to get some badly needed decent sleep.
Using the lemons off my very own lemon tree – yummy.
I am addicted to “The Great British Baking Show”. I allow myself one episode a day and now that a season is being rerun that I hadn’t seen before (on my local PBS station) I am getting quite good at picking the ‘Star Baker’ and who is going home. (Yes, that would be before they are announced!)
I rearranged my small bedroom to see if I could make it feel less cramped. I think it is better.
The water was really flowing at Sabino Creek. It hasn’t rained in over a week so it must be snowmelt from higher up.
When I came home for lunch I watched the weather channel. I miss having weather, real weather. The kind you have to prepare for and that forces you to hunker down for a few days. Oh well, I still have hope for some more rain this winter. Everyone out East please stay safe!
Yesterday there was a high of 82 degrees and we had rain off and on all day. We also had sun off and on all day and sometimes rain and sun at the same time. That would be life in the desert. Since this is the closest we have been to autumn like weather here in Tucson I decided it was a soup for dinner kinda night. Plus I had the remains of a whole roasted chicken in the fridge and decided to boil it up.
I had to stop and laugh as I was listening to the rain and stirring the soup. What was the temperature? Eighty-two degrees. Um, that would be a typical summer day in Western New York. Sigh.
Today is much rainier and only in the sixties! Pumpkin chili in the crockpot is making me very happy.