A Good Friday

7:20

8:00

Kinney's Run

Up a little later than usual, about 7:20 and Evie's already up, has my coffee ready.  The good life.  It's 31º outside, mostly gray but with some open sky above the trees.  It's look like the heavy snow may be over, though flurries are forecast on and off for the next few days.  The snow in our front yard, however, has begun to melt and even I am thinking about spring.  So different from last year when spring was in full bloom by now.

Chautauqua Creek, March 29, 2012

Allegheny State Park, March 27th, 2012

Yesterday was a typical Thursday for us, starting with Yin Yoga for me, working out at the Y for Evie.  Class was good, lots of familiar faces, some interesting new twists, with lots of work on the lower back,  even some back massages with a tennis ball.  Evie also had a good work out though there's an Indian doctor who always seems to want her machine, the only one of its kind at the Y.  When he asks how much longer, she always tells him she just got on, so thirty minutes!  You go girl.  We stopped at Walmat to pick up some large plastic storage boxes, to put our winter things in, organize the attic more carefully, and picked up a few other things we did not want.  Walmart is so disgusting that I cannot pass up the stuff on its shelves.  

Nothing too exciting in the afternoon, despite my hints.  Evie's Diner was closed, no pies though I have a good feeling about today; I found a recipe called the Hockaday School Chess pie, so she may try it later today.  I hope. Late afternoon, I got another walk in, power walked through and around the empty camp ground and back.  Still a number of snow mobile trailers sitting in their parking lots, waiting I suppose for one last snow fall.  

For dinner, we had chicken and broccoli, with a curry sauce from Trader Joe's, good and easy, and finished our meal off with the last, alas, of the lemon meringue pie.  We showed stellar discipline by letting it last for three nights.  We watched Ohio State edge Arizona in the last minute of March Madness.  These are  the best games of the year, especially this weekend, when they get down to the Final Four.  

A few words on the virtues of Evie's vegetable soup before I close.  She makes it at least once a week, the recipe never the same, just whatever veggies are on hand, some beans, always lots of tomatoes, and cabbage, the key, and perhaps some leftovers if they fit in.  It's  always enough to last us the week.  Each day it sits, it gets better; we never tire of it.  It's healthy and filling.  I love this soup for lunch, something to look forward to each day.