Friday Stew

It’s Friday, right? Right? Because some days I can’t keep anything straight.

Case in point: I was looking forward to an appointment I had scheduled for 11:00 this morning but it turned out the appointment was yesterday and I missed it. It’s not the first time something like this has happened in my post-retirement days. I’m not sure what to do about it other than continuing to use my phone calendar (with notifications set for three hours before an appointment), a paper calendar, AND a family whiteboard that we update together as a family every Sunday evening. Of course none of this works if you enter a Thursday appointment into your calendar as a Friday appointment.

Now that we’ve established that it is, indeed, Friday I have a choice to make. Do a Friday’s Fave Five or Five Minute Friday post, or tap out a random Friday Stew of words about nothing in particular. Guess which one I’m choosing? 🙂

~ I pulled out the outline of a novel that’s been collecting dust in the top drawer of my desk for a few years. I’m hungry for a project, and dabbling with it might fit the bill. If so, I’m going into it with no expectations other than to enjoy practicing the craft of writing in a different genre.

~ The smattering of snow we had last week is gone and we’re back to green grass and blue sky as shown above. I appreciate it but, on the other hand, I’m ready for inclement weather to give me a legit reason to cozy up at home.

~ Last evening, Gerry and I were the only ones home for supper. We chose a quick and easy favourite—poached eggs on toast—and settled in to watch episodes of Escape to the Country and Lewis. As is often the case, I fell asleep before the end of Lewis so don’t know whodunit.

~ Speaking of stew, I’m going to make a beef stew tomorrow for the first time in a long time—and maybe baking powder biscuits or fresh bread too.

~ I wonder what it would be like to live in a world without nonstop news updates. Or if relationships would be different without the filters of politics and religion clouding our perception. Or if our spheres were smaller and we valued those within ours more. I try to imagine and practice such radical realities but it’s not always easy.

So, there you go. Just a mishmash of things making up this week’s (first ever) Friday Stew. 🙂

Wishing a Happy Thanksgiving to those in the US and Happy Friday to the rest of us. I’ll be back tomorrow.


I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.

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