Monday, March 7, 2016
A Cup Of Sugar
Once upon a time when we lived in SoCal, a neighbor's son called and asked to borrow a cup of sugar. "Yes." Shortly after, he called to ask for a couple of cups of flour. "Yes." Next, "Do you have any vanilla?" "Yes." When he came to get the vanilla, curiosity got the better of me. "What are you making?" "We want to make a cake but we don't have any of the stuff." Alrighty then. Up here, I've been asked for batteries, tomato sauce, and, yes, sugar. Yesterday Cam asked if I had any Betadine, an antiseptic solution. Shadow, the mini-donkey, had a sore hoof that she was treating. "Yes." It pays to stock up on anything and everything; one never knows what the next request will be.
We didn't lose power once yesterday and I'm happy to say that the last episode of "Downton Abbey" recorded last night. I am saving it as a special treat to watch in the future. I will be just as sad when the series "Doc Martin" ends. I've grown to love the characters in both shows and will miss them terribly as they leave. Just hearing the theme music gives me the feeling of coming home or visiting good friends.
It is raining again (still).