It seems like every time I come here I have several days of things I catch up on. So here goes. I'd promise to make more of an effort to remain up to date but I think we all know that's unlikely ;-)
On Friday I did a couple more squares for my probably going to be a very small blanket. Really liking how the colours are coming out in those yarns (think I've said that every time I've mentioned the squares!).
Saturday I spent the afternoon with my sister and we did some baking - well, mostly she baked and I did bits to help, weighing some of the stuff, a touch of mixing. Bread, flap jacks and Granny Boyd's biscuits - a chocolate biscuit recipe form a Nigella cook book. Those biscuits are yummy, I finished off my ones of those after lunch today.
Yesterday I created reminders of my weightloss goals and what I'm trying to do. Mostly post its with a few inspirational quotes on dotted about the flat but also I did an image for my computer too. That one says "A journey of a thousand miles starts with a single step"
I also tried to create some smiles by sending messages to a few online friends who I rarely speak to but who are having a tough time right now.
I do kind of feel like I was reaching a little by considering yesterdays things as things if you know what I mean. but mostly I was pleased with them,
Today I've written another poem. Really glad I'm back writing semi regularly again.
This is called Another Pointless Poem
Always planning that today I will write
Not getting round to it
Then loving it when I do
Here I sit with the urge to write
Even though I feel I have nothing to say
Regrets aren't worth it, so I write anyway
Perhaps something will come from this
Or perhaps it will just be words on a screen
In either case
Nothing is worse then a writer not writing
That being a sin I commit too often
Let tonight be the night I get back into it
Emma is a writer who writes again
So here I sit
Spewing out words
Ordinary not Original
Ending all to soon
My poem, all the same.