Category: Monday

I Still Hate Computers

Remember when I said I hate computers?  Well I still hate them and especially today!
Something happened and I lost the whole post for today.  I am seething!  I think I gave myself an evil eye or something because I was merrily writing along, happy with my thoughts on whatever when -Wham!- I pressed Save and it wouldn’t Save.  Oh yeah.  Nice.  Ever hear of the blue screen of death?  Yes, I had the blue screen of death come up.  Now, instead of my nice lah-dee-dah post about how I love Mondays, yeah I know no one loves Monday but me, I end up with nothing except this photo of my garden this morning.  Yup.  I’m so thrilled.  No I’m not. 
Ok, so, you know what?  I like Tuesdays even better than Mondays, so there!  I was going to post here how I like Mondays because it’s the quiet after the weekend storm of activity, to plan or not to plan, how I don’t like shopping on Sunday, how stores were never open Sundays even if you needed an onion, and now the whole world is shopping for everything on Sunday!  But now I’m writing that Tuesdays are even better than Monday because Tuesday is all about me!  Hah! 
On Tuesday I get to do whatever I feel like doing because the errands are done from Monday.  I can paint if I want, or I can do an artist date.  I can shop for beads and make some jewelry or I might knit.  Tuesday is mine!  I win! 
Oops, I better keep it quiet or I might not be able to post this either.  Darn computer!

Monday in the Morning

I enjoy Monday mornings.  In fact, I look forward to it, and start thinking about it from Sunday evening.  Mind you, I’m thinking about what I’m going to have for breakfast from dinnertime on Sunday night.  I imagine myself waking up early, around 6:30AM, getting dressed, and going into the kitchen to make coffee. 

The best coffee comes from my 1950-60ish Corningware percolator.  I think so anyway.  I love that coffee pot.  When I was little I had a play kitchen set complete with Corningware pots and pans, all white pieces, each with a little blue flower design.  My favorite piece was the coffee pot because it had fake coffee in it.  When I tipped the pot, making believe I was pouring the coffee, the liquid disappeared somewhere inside the pot.  Loved it!

Quite a few years ago I found a real coffee pot at a flea market.  Well, I had to grab it.  After that, when ever I would find one I’d buy it.  Now I own a few!  The large pot makes 9 cups, the smaller one makes 6 cups.  Weekdays I use the small pot and the aroma that comes from the perking coffee is heavenly.  I never had the same smells from electric coffee pots or the drip types. 

The best part of my morning is when I make the coffee.  My kitchen has the original, 1953 Chambers gas cook-top.  I set up the 1950’s Corningware coffee pot and it happily perks away. 

Happy Monday!