I’m telling you, one day I’m busy and the next day I’m busier. This past weekend, John’s sister came to visit her mother for the first time at the aged care home she’s recently moved to. There was much anxiety about how she’d react as she’s not happy that she’s not living in her own home. Thankfully all went well-ish but I’m emotionally exhausted. I think we all were.
Again, I thought that I wouldn’t have anything nifty to share like all the others that post their monthly In My Kitchen posts over at Celia’s place at Fig Jam and Lime Cordial. I looked around and then realised that I DO have a couple of things to share so I won’t be left out.
It was my birthday last week and John’s dad surprised me with a photography backdrop for portraits (head shots) that I enjoy taking. I was really pleased with it but there was more. He also gave me these nifty (albeit not horrendously expensive) umbrella flashes.
Then John said, “I’m sorry but your present from me is late.” I was very surprised when not more than five minutes passed and the doorbell rang. Surprisingly, it wasn’t for Charlie although he barked and barked because he just KNEW it was going to be his best friend. Everyone is his best friend and the doorbell is always for Charlie, just ask him. The man at the door gave me a package from Amazon. One of John’s presents to me had arrived.
This isn’t the book he went to Amazon to buy. When he got there and ordered the book he is sure that I REALLY want, he saw that this book was on my wish list so he bought that too. I’m still waiting for the book he’s sure I want. (he won’t tell me what it is)
John’s mother still enjoys reading, even though her retention isn’t more than a flyspeck long. Today I went to the op shops to see if they had some classics I could put in her room or their library. Who knew that on Mondays the books were half price. Win! I got a heap of them. I also picked up these cookbooks for me.
I also got this little jug that I thought might come in handy as a photography prop. You never know. I’m going to need a warehouse soon for all this stuff.
Finally, the cleaner was here this morning and just after I snapped the photos, I asked Charlie if he wanted some chicken because he’d been such a good dog and hadn’t bothered Danny. At our house all meat is chicken. I know we could have taught him meat but we started with chicken and now no matter what it is, it’s chicken. The look says it all.
Chicken? Seriously? You said chicken. WHERE is the chicken?? You have the camera, that’s not chicken!
Why not share what’s in your kitchen this month? All you need to do is link it to Fig Jam and Lime Cordial and you’re in. It’s a fun group of bloggers and we are only missing you!