New

It was finally time for  a new haircut yesterday.  I had been counting the days.  Afterwards I went to pick up new glasses, something else I had been waiting for with baited breath.  I had been told that my prescription really hadn’t changed much, but apparently it was enough.  Now I no longer have to take my glasses off to read, or better yet, to see the computer, which means there is less likelihood that I will be spending my time running around the house wondering where I put my glasses.  I got bifocals (or progressive lenses) a couple of years ago just to avoid that scenario.  An unexpected benefit of my new prescription is that oncoming headlights don’t bother me nearly as much as they had even 24 hours ago.  The light must have been just blurry enough….now I can happily drive home from knitting group/class late at night without worry or headaches. 

Since the last time I updated my avatar was the last time I got new glasses, it seemed like it was about time  for an update there as well.

I had really planned for today to be an at-home day with plenty of catch up housecleaning to do and a long list of telephone calls to make but we changed plans.   DH had been increasingly uncomfortable following minor surgery on Monday and we went in to the doctor’s office for a quick check.  All was fine; we were in and out even before I could get two rows knitted on a new scarf I brought along to start.    DH had the fine suggestion that we should go out for coffee and a pastry somewhere so a discussion of possible coffee shops ensued.  He wanted something with a lovely view, but I really couldn’t think of any:  a lovely view of a parking lot perhaps, or perhaps a lovely view of the intersection of Route 9 and Market Street.  But there are no charming shops or pedestrians strolling the avenues so this was less enticing.  I finally had the idea of going to the CIA.  I used to meet friends for lunch at the Apple Pie Bakery Cafe, but hadn’t been there lately, and I wasn’t sure that DH had ever been.  It was perfect.  We both had a lovely piece of brioche filled with serrano ham and manchego cheese and a cup of excellent coffee.  We even scored a table with a view.  DH agreed that it was a lovely place and is already talking going over for an occasional morning spent perusing the NY Times with coffee and a pastry.  Of course lunch is always an option too.  Friday morning pastry with my DH, now that’s a nice way to spend retirement.  Of course brioche doesn’t help with knocking off those Christmas pounds, but you know what, I really don’t care.  I’d much rather have the brioche.

.We had to walk past the bookstore on the way back to the car.  Even though I haven’t put up the shelves in the new library/workout room and therefore still have my cookbook collection stacked around the house, I bought two more, although I think these are as much reading books as cooking books.

Raymond Sokolov and Corby Kumer are both writers I have long enjoyed so I know I will enjoy reading these books regardless of the state of the recipes.  But I am sure I will find something we like as well. 

And yes, those are little bits of yarn peeking out behind the books.  It is still piled up on the cutting table, and I bought more last night.  But at least I decided what I am doing with the new yarn.

Temptation I tell you, life is just too full of temptation.