It has been a long time since I have written a Saturday Afternoon Chat, but it feels good to be sitting down just to chat with all of you.
I have tea news!
I plan to finally try a new tea today. An apple cinnamon one.
That’s right, I am going to be brave after usually only drinking peppermint tea because sometimes other teas cause me to break out.
My sister-in-law gave me a sampling of teas last year, though, and my husband really liked one of them, so I bought us another pack and I am going to try the tea.
I’ll let you know what I think next week.
What teas have you been drinking lately?
Little Miss has been taking art classes once a week for the last couple of months in a town about 45 minutes away from where we live.
The Husband took her the first month, and The Boy and I have been taking her this time around.
The Boy has been nice enough to drive because long drives sometimes flare up some of my autoimmune symptoms.
The trips have been quite an adventure, with us getting pulled over last week due to the officer thinking our registration had run out, then me almost causing us to get into an accident when I told the boy he was in the wrong lane, but didn’t tell him to look out to make sure a car wasn’t coming before he moved into the right lane.
As a new driver, he drives well but was a bit on edge, and after we were almost hit, he made me drive the rest of the day.
The police incident happened when we pulled into a gas station parking lot so I could use the bathroom and The Boy could pick up a soda.
He blocked us in and then turned his lights on, and The Boy and I almost wet ourselves…I am not going to lie.
He was very polite and asked us if we had just renewed our registration, and I said we had the night before. He said he thought so and said something about the computer and our information, and and and…. I don’t even know how it works, I’m just so glad he didn’t make us get out of the car because I would have fainted.
I have never actually fainted, but I feel faint when I am anxious. I call myself a fainting goat. Somehow, I stayed conscious when the officer (chief, actually) was talking to us.
The thing about these trips is that they are never quick or simple. Something weird always seems to happen.
The classes are 90 minutes long, but we usually have to run other errands while we are in town. One of those errands is picking up sushi for Little Miss at a local supermarket after her class. She thinks she has to have sushi every time we visit that town.
Last week we picked up our groceries at Aldi, made a Walmart run and bought sushi and fruit.
This week, The Boy and I ran to get the sushi while Little Miss was in her class and The Husband picked up the grocery order in another town. That made our trip a little shorter than others.
This weekend, we are mainly relaxing, but The Husband is taking Little Miss to a movie, and I will be taking some groceries to my parents and maybe straightening up their house a little.
Tomorrow I will be participating in a Crafternoon (some fellow bloggers get together to do crafts and chat), though I am not sure who is attending since it is spring and some will probably be out enjoying the nice weather. We, however, do not have nice weather yet.
We’ve had rain, snow, cold, some warmth, then more cold in the last couple of weeks.
My sinuses are begging for some relief as the up and down temps cause them to suffer.
Also begging for relief is my brain since I am almost done with Return of the King by J.R.R. Tolkien but it.will.not.end.
Don’t get me wrong, I have enjoyed the book, but it should have ended about six chapters ago. I had no idea we were going to walk a bunch of characters home and then have a whole battle with “ruffians” in The Shire before the thing would end. Then there is 100-200 page appendix that lists the history of Middle Earth, characters, events, language and a bunch of other stuff I will not be reading.
The phrase “it will not end” makes me think of the time Elijah Wood was on Graham Norton and said he ran into Jack Nicholson who asked him how the trilogy ended because he got up and left before the end because the last movie would never end. He was right too.
Imagine if Peter Jackson had decided to include the chapter called “The Scouring of The Shire.” It definitely would have never ended.
Blah. No, thank you.
I looked online, and some fans say it is the most important chapter in the book because some believe Tolkien was using it as an allegory to the aftermath of World War I or something or other. It might be, but for me it is terribly boring and I don’t know why it is there.
Ha! I’m kidding a bit. It isn’t totally boring…just a bit dragged out.
I mean, I get that Tolkien just wasn’t ready to let go of his characters, but he really needed to. They completed the task they set out on two books ago (or five when he first released them). Task over, story over. That’s how I feel.
Anyhow, I hope to have the book finished today so I can finally say I read The Lord of the Rings trilogy.
And that I enjoyed most of it.
Before bed tonight, Little Miss and I have to wind her cat up. Cass is the kitten that was dropped off at our house the day before Halloween last year. He is young and a bit annoying because he is used to my husband getting up at 7 for work and letting him outside.
With the time change, he started yowling at 6 to be let out but for the past week he’s started running his little mouth at 5 a.m. every morning. It wakes my husband up and once he’s up, he can’t go back to sleep. It’s also woke me up but I am very blessed to be able to lay back down and usually fall back to sleep.
The second morning he tried this I almost let him out at 5 a.m. but it was 14 degrees out. The next time he tried it I got up at 6 and put him out the front door.
Then I started to think that if we got him extra tired before Little Miss and I go to bed at night maybe he would sleep through to when The Husband gets up. We tried it Thursday night and he didn’t yowl until 6. We did it again last night and I only saw him at 7 when I got up to use the bathroom so I put him out so The Husband could sleep in some on his day off.
Little Miss loves this cat, but between him stealing raw meat from the counter when I am trying to defrost it (he literally rips the packaging and gnaws on the meat or drags it off!), screaming at 5 a.m., almost tripping us by flopping over on his side in the kitchen floor when he wants attention, and all his other antics, there are days I want to give him away.
But then he looks up at me with those big eyes, and I know I could never do it.
He also follows Little Miss around, curls up with her in the mornings, and lays his head on her shoulder like a big baby any time she picks him up.
I guess that’s it for me this time around.
I hope you are all doing well and had a good week last week.























































