Won’t Steven be surprised when he finds out I’m using that for the title of today’s blog post? I’m a little late doing today’s post, and, sadly, I do not have much to write about.
Earlier today — much earlier — I had thought to write about my eventful ride to work. Oh, OK, it wasn’t all that eventful. The unprecedented thing was that I turned around and returned home to retrieve a forgotten cup of coffee. Usually I just do without. I thought I could make something out of it. Sounds kind of dumb when I put it this way, doesn’t it?
Steven fixed dinner just now by pouring us bowls of cereal, toasted rice for him, raisin bran for me. He asked did I want extra raisins in mine, which I thought was very kind of him. I normally put extra raisins in when I pour my own, but I do not expect others to go to such trouble for me. He was putting honey and cinnamon in his so asked if I wanted it in mine. I said it sounded good.
It was good. Hmm… It seems my dinner was as uneventful as my ride into work. Still, I thought the raisin line made a good title. Oh what the hell, it’s Monday.
Mohawk Valley Girl 