The day is warm at 41°. We’re socked in by light grey clouds, but it won’t rain. Both dogs love this weather. They stay out a while. Henry is always first to come inside the house. When Nala doesn’t follow, I call for her. I am always a bit suspicious when she stays out. What is she up to now?

Yesterday I was busy a good part of the day. We, Nala and I, went to the dump. I did three loads of laundry, watered the plants,, swept the hall and kitchen and changed my bed. In the late afternoon I fell asleep sitting up on the couch. It was all the laundry hauling.

Last night I watch movies on my computer. My favorite was Five Million Miles to Earth released in 1968. I’d seen it before but not in a long time. I had hunted to find the complete movie and finally struck gold at Internet Archives.

My house is quiet without TV. Right now my fingers hitting the keys is the only sound. Henry’s barking earlier warned of an intruder. I checked and saw a patron at my little library. Henry had done his job well. My little library is on my to-do list for today as I have some books to add, and it needs rearranging.

When I was a kid, my books were all in my bedroom. I used to organize them by series. All the Trixie Belden were together. Donna Parker was beside Trixie. Both were Whitman published books with those glossy, illustrated cardboard covers. I still have many of them. The spines of a few have cracked because of multiple readings and time. They were mostly released in the 50’s. My Nancy Drews took up half a shelf. The Bobbsey Twins took up the other half. Black Beauty, Zorro, Little Women, Heidi and Robinson Crusoe were a few of the other books, the classics. I have an Annette book.

My dance card has sparse entries this week. Uke practice, a lesson and a concert are the only items, but I’ll have to pick and choose two as my finger objects to all that activity and tightens and swells. It is not a pretty sight.

The other night I had a peanut butter and marshmallow sandwich. I was hungry but not hungry enough to cook. I loved that sandwich. As I was eating, my memory drawer popped open at the familiar taste. When I was a kid, I would make Saltine sandwiches with PB on one side and Marshmallow Fluff on the other. It was the best snack. I need Saltines.