20th January 2019
There are times when the close relationship we have surprise me, things occur that catch me out, and I stop in my tracks open mouthed.
Such an occasion happened this evening when we were chilling out. Kelli has started watching the latest season of Grace and Frankie, and I drift in and out of thinking about forthcoming projects.
I started thinking about toast, I fancied a slice or two, a couple of seconds later Kelli turned to me and said “ I fancy some toast, but I don’t know what I want on it”
At this point my mouth dropped open. Kelli is not a bread person, so to hear those words uttered by her was very rare. I immediately said I was thinking the exact same thing, and accused her of infiltrating my brain. We both laughed out loud because this happens so often. It is our thing, a cosmic occurrence, proving that we are really made for each other.
We both had some toast, although my definition was a little different from hers. Toast, in my understanding is not warm bread, there has to be a bit of brown on it. With a little bit of experimentation we agreed on a standard colour. Thus concluded another lesson in US/UK convergences.
Talking of a cosmic occurrence, tonight was a red moon. So round about midnight Kelli dragged me out in the bloody cold to watch the phenomenon. I am not that interested in astrology, so the whole thing was not high on my chart, I was hoping that there would be different coloured moons happening, now that would be fascinating.
We managed to finish the hutch, after placing the shelf into position it only rested on three pins because it was badly warped. That meant that I needed to make a new one. Fortunately I had a cedar plank that I was able to use, but as it was late I had to wait till tomorrow to run it through the saw at Dave’s.
Another Lifetime to go 