Friday, February 11, 2011

Knees, rest, fragrant

1. I walk up and down a steep hill for exercise and an elderly man passes me in the other direction, walking his dog. "Is up or down harder?" he asks. "Up," I pant. "I think down is harder, it's hard on the knees," he replies. I'm glad my knees are still young enough to cope with down.

2. I'm tired so Tim gets in the pool for Aiden's swimming lesson and I get to sit on the side and read.

3. Beef bourginon is in the slow cooker all day and the house smells yummy. Tim makes mashed potato to go with it, so I have nothing to do at dinnertime but relax.

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