The Stillroom

This is the cartoon that my brother sent to me. That’s so funny! Feeling good today. I’m a little tired but that’s ok. I think it’s because it’s gloomy today. My plantar fasciitis has decided to make an appearance after about ten years so I’m icing it and trying to not over work myself. I still have one tiny paint project to finish but it’s in a hard to reach place so we are having a stare down. Lol I started some laundry and got a delivery from the grocery store for the first time since the foot is bugging me and it’s raining out. The young man that delivered was so sweet. It was a nice interaction with a stranger. I got my ten pounds of russet potatoes for the Thanksgiving dinner but the store was out of butter! No way! I’m sure it is temporary. If not, there’s always a plan B? I’ll go to Amish country if I have to. You know what Barefoot Contessa says, “everything’s better with butter.” There is no substitute for a mashed potahto. Hanging in there with hope and love and peace and all that jazz. Speaking of jazz, one of my favorite artists is Marion McPartland. We saw her a hundred years ago at the Jazz Quarry when we lived in Portland. I put her on my Sonos first thing every morning and that smooth sound just keeps me grounded and helps me get my thoughts in order as I move through my day. She passed several years ago and public radio always played her on Saturday afternoons. I have a keyboard that I bought myself last year thinking I could perhaps learn to play a little bit it’s mostly collecting dust. I need to put in some effort there. In the meantime, I’m thankful for another day of anything I can grab! ❤️