It keeps trying to snow on this blustery Monday afternoon. It won't amount to much, but it is annoying. We are ready around here for some warmth!
I was doing some sewing - making a pillow cover from a little project I found in my unfinished stuff box. Using the cutting wheel, I sliced off a tiny bit of my finger. It won't stop bleeding, so I am applying pressure. I gave up sewing and am trying to type. Lots of correcting. That was a dumb thing to do.
This weekend we celebrated Jill's 44th birthday. Well, on Saturday, March 4th, her actual birthday, she and the kids celebrated. She went around all day collecting and eating free food.
Did you know that if you "join" certain business rewards plans, you can get free stuff on your birthday? Jill had two breakfasts, one at Denny's and one at IHOP.
This was one of them. All day long she posted her eating marathon on Facebook.
BIG frappe from Starbucks.
There were tacos for lunch from Jack-in-the-box.
An afternoon snack.
Dinner was take out from Red Robin, so she could watch the opening match of the Sounders season.
And there were free cinnamon breadsticks From Pizza Hut.
Jill is not a cake eater, so I usually bake her a pie. Her favorite is cherry pie, and that's what we took over to her house while she was out eating. They topped the day off with pie and ice cream.
Sunday the family gathered at Bahama Breeze for more eating. There were fun drinks for some.
I started back on a weight loss campaign last week, so I resigned myself to cautious eating, but I did sample each of these desserts.
Other than eating, or in my case, not eating, I have been posting photos on Facebook. About two weeks ago I participated in posting one nature photo a day for seven days.
When that ended, I figured Facebook could use more pretty pictures, so I have been having fun going back into my photo archives and finding photos to post. Here are a few.
And for Jill's birthday, I posted this one of her hiking at Mount Baker last summer.
Well, the sun is shining now, for the moment, it's 36 degrees, brrr, and my finger seems to have stopped leaking with a compression bandage on it. I think I'll go read until it's time to cook dinner. Tom gets a pork chop. I don't.