Yellow sorrel and anaesthesia fog

 This morning, I noticed these new flowers

On the patio, yellow wood sorrel. I'd thought yesterday that if I could bend, I'd pull it, to tidy up. Now I'm glad I didn't. It may be thought of as a weed, but it's my weed and it's pretty.

Recently, texting has been a comedy of errors, between tiredness and many texts from many people. 

I thought I'd notified my son about the office visit, and got quite technical questions in return. Surprised, but I refrained from making fun of him, and replied seriously with the answers. Then I discovered I was texting my PT. Oh. 

Last evening I was trying to sort the many medications I needed to take and when, and I couldn't seem to find one of them.  Then I figured it was upstairs, because it's a late evening thing. Went upstairs. Not there either. 

I texted asking if it was on the table, could Handsome Son check again. And found I'd asked my friend down the street! Good thing I noticed and said, no, disregard! Wrong recipient! before she came to the house to help, which she would.  Tried again this time to HS, who located the med right where I'd been looking, doh.

It's the anaesthesia, it is. Anyway for the foreseeable future that's going to be my go-to reason for any dopy mistake. Just sayin.

Happy day everyone, find a good alibi! It works.

Abbrs. + Othr pzls

Today being very hot, too hot to go out, it was hot enough to brew sun tea. Which I did. Loose tea in the container, out in the sun, infusing and infusing. 

It's the subpar tea that I got the refund on, maybe this will be a good use. Worth a try. I strained it into a carafe. With the handmade Mickey stirrer, present from a glassblower friend.

Here it is, just cool enough to handle. The lemon slices are from the freezer so they're acting as ice cubes as well as flavoring. It's in the fridge now. I'll check it when it's cold.

Lunch was several small pasties, leek, potato, Thai basil, parmesan. Little sprig of the basil, for garnish, now that it's growing fast enough to pick 

Same sprig flavored the leek and potato soup later for supper. Yes, heavy emphasis on leeks since I accidentally bought enough to supply a small commune.

And today, speaking of ordering leeks, was Misfits box building day, where I order up and find I've gone way over the minimum, no fears I won't qualify. Posh name greeting from them, only because I have to use the name on my credit card. The order will arrive Friday.

Also it will soon be fireworks for the Fourth, and handsome Son and I go every year to a great spot he found where we can bring our chairs and see the show without needing to be in the crowds. 

It's a little grassy area a street away with a sky view and the company of a few other clever people who don't like crowds much either. Parking is right there, no crowds to navigate when we leave.

So I asked him to check when the show will be. Usually not on the fourth, that's a prime expensive booking time for the fireworks people, townships tend to fit around it, so you have to check each year which night they got.

Now, he has the same frugal gene as his mother's side of the family, and it shows up in his texting.  Not a wasted syllable when you pay as you go.

This just arrived and after a few tries, I broke the code.  I think it means he's on it.

Not that this took a lot of the day. That was mainly spent doing laundry just in case there's a power outage, listening to a Christie,  Murder is Easy, while I Tunisian crocheted tiny mitered squares, just because I like doing them, no other aim. And catching a bit of Sarah Millican on YouTube. And waking with a jolt to realize I'd been sleeping.

Very leisurely day, really. Maybe a bit of Persuasion this evening. 

Summertime..or smrtm, as the case may be.