Not sure I was present today

 I didn't plan anything today, as my schedule showed a Zoom meeting with the Slow Stitchery group of the "Textile and Fibre Artists of Manitoba". (TFAM).  But it was the second day without milk for David's cereal, so after breakfast we went to the grocery store.  After we got home, I set everything up for the meeting, taking my computer down to the basement and getting some hand piecing ready to stitch.  Then I found a message reminding us all that the group wouldn't be meeting in July and August.

After all was said and done, our jug of milk cost over $200, and we didn't buy any meat or ice cream.  We're starting to really notice the price of groceries, so it's back to the cost saving strategies I used when the children were young.  The only trouble with that is that many of those strategies are still in use.  Still, we do eat fairly well, so there is room for belt tightening.  This really strikes home as we watch the line ups for the food bank across the street every Tuesday evening.

So I sat and dozed in front of the tv this afternoon until David suggested I go to bed.  I made him promise to call me if Gail phoned, and did he ever have trouble waking me when the time came.  And then, she only had a few minutes to talk while she was waiting for her niece to come out of the high school from which she graduated today, prior to them all going out for dinner.

Loren popped in for a few minutes yesterday.  He brought $40 from the e-transfer he made for us during the garage sale, and while here picked up some jelly jars and lids left over from the sale.  He was talking about how many of his high school friends he has re-connected with lately, including the lady he had been on a 5K walk with earlier, out at Bird's Hill Park.  She is now a school principal, and gives home made jelly and jam to people she works with, every Christmas.  Loren made the connection to her making jelly and needing jars, and us having jars, and decided to do both of us a favour.  He also took all of the other jelly-making paraphernalia, getting rid of yet another problem for us.

Yes, Beth, I remember The Pancake House on Pembina.  I remember us going there as a family once, for brunch on a Sunday.   Something we had never done before.  I'm wondering if it was after we were all just baptized.  I also remember Loren's children asking to go there on special occasions, once or twice, but going to the one at The Forks.  I also seem to remember going with you, but did we go to the one at Polo Park, or a different once?