“The road to hell is paved with adverbs.”

Mother Nature has provided us with a beautiful day, in the low 50’s with sun, although a transient sun, and periodic clouds. I’m thinking of placing an order at the hardware store to be collected. That will get me out if even for a short time. I need a new laundry basket, a bin for snowmen storage and AA batteries. That sounds like a shopping list to me.

A woman on TV bemoaned the lack of choices left on the shelves in the pasta aisle. I bet she never flicked a bug from her dinner. I was good at it. Distance in the air is a skill honed over time.

Jack is feeling the pressure. Last night he sat on the table here in the den and maliciously pushed off the pile of note paper I keep on the corner in case I need to write down something I don’t want to forget. After he knocked it off, he just down.

This morning I had to open the cream. It had one of those plastic pull tabs under the screw top. To pull it off, that tab took all the strength of one of my fingers. I was thinking a knife or scissors next.

I read the Globe first, start to finish and even do the crossword puzzle. I get a second cup of coffee, and then, depending on the time, I either read the Cape Times or begin writing. Today is earlier than of late.

In the paper was a picture of five men standing side by side. The main man was described as third from the left. Why didn’t they just say second from the right?

FedEx delivered a couple of boxes. When I went to pull them inside, off the front steps, I could smell the motor of the truck. It reminded me of the smell of the jet engines when you’re walking on the jetways at the airport. I love that smell at the airport. It means I’m off, on my way to somewhere.

Yesterday afternoon I decided to live vicariously. I figured I should check to see what I have for Easter for my grands, my sisters and my friends. I knew chocolate was involved. The grands are all set. My sisters are all set. My friends are not even close. When I reached in to empty the bag from the candy store, I found a package of two chocolate covered Oreos. Mine! Mine! They really were mine. I had bought them for myself when I bought the chocolate rabbits and such. I had forgotten. They were exactly what I needed. Now, on to my list.

I love dusk when it is just starting to get dark. I turn my den light on and it lights half the room. The other half is in shadow on the edges.

Someone put a surgical mask on the statue of Paul Revere in the North End. It must have been a climb as Paul is on his horse. Mrs. Mallard followed by her Mallard family, her eight chicks, is in the Boston Garden. She is now wearing a mask. The ducklings are not.

I still have the same things to do I had yesterday.

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6 Comments on ““The road to hell is paved with adverbs.””

  1. Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    Yet another day practicing social distancing quarantine. The clouds have begun to return but the temperature is in the upper 70s headed for the low 80s.

    Like you I love the smell of jet engine exhaust. The reason you smell it while the airplane is parked at the gate is because the airplane has a small turbine engine, which is usually in the tail, that is running on the ground to provide electricity and compressed air for both air conditioning and to start the main engines.

    Both my 26 year old daughter and I share the same birthday which this year occurs on Easter Sunday and Passover. She is concerned that this quarantine might still be in effect on that day and we will have to reduce the celebration to our little family. The President wants to end it by then but the virus might not agree, regardless who he blames on Twitter. 🙂

    • katry Says:

      HI Bob,
      It is warmer than I anticipated. I was surprised when I went to get the papers. It even smells a bit like spring.

      I did not know why the smell. I never thought about why the lights or the AC. Thanks!

      I hope your daughter gets her birthday party. I always want people to really celebrate birthdays as they are singular events deserving conical harts and noise makers. Maybe ordering delivery from her favorite restaurant (if available), a couple of balloons and a decorated cake would make it more of a celebration. I feel bad for her. I’d hate it.

  2. olof1 Says:

    We’ve had another wonderful day here, sunny and warm. Tomorrow will be the last warm day but the sun will stay for a couple of more days 🙂

    It is odd that they described him as the third from left 🙂 🙂 I guess since they were so few the rwiter just thought it was easier that way.

    I really can’t stand the smell at airports, I truly hate it! Still I like to fly away but that smell is just awful 🙂 🙂

    Have a great day!

    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      The afternoon breeze makes it feel colder than it it. That usually happens this time of year. I did empty one box of animal food so I have boxes for the dump.

      Maybe they read left to write so then it makes sense, but I thought fewer would make it easier.

      I’ve always like the smell and the rush of air as you go through the doorway.

      Enjoy your day!

  3. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    Jack was being a cat. Pushing things off of other things is what they do. They find it especially satisfactory if they can look you in the eyes while they do it. 🙂

    I’m baking my own bread because there usually isn’t any at my store when I go there. I have plenty of pasta but for some reason now, I’m craving sandwiches. Also I’m craving popcorn. I’ve never craved popcorn before.

    Those plastic pull tab thingies are annoying but they are much less painful than the plastic/aluminum seals that don’t have a little flap to help you pull them off. I generally end up stabbing a hole in them with the kitchen shears.

    Yesterday I googled how to open plastic produce bags without licking my fingers. There were YouTube videos. The internet is amusing.
    Today the dogs and I walked down into my back swamp. They sniffed things and I photographed skunk cabbages. Social distancing adventures abound chez moi.

    Enjoy the day.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      Jack did glimpse at me as he lifted his paw. I knew that look. I always seem to get privileged cats. He is coming a meower.

      I also have plenty of pasta. I’ve been thinking chorizo and shells in some sort of sauce or a Bolognese or an Alfredo. It is strange I cook more of late.

      I crave salt at times.

      I ordered a few things from Amazon I used to be able to find around here but that store has closed. I ordered two bins, one for the snowmen and St. Patrick’s Day and the other for Easter stuff. I’m getting Easter candy and batteries. I found Peeps.

      I pull many of the end taps off before I can get off the tops. I have to use a church key.

      If I go out back with Henry, he doesn’t mind going back in with me still outside. Such a bonding experience.


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