It is Thursday.....(I am out of snappy titles today)

Weather report - it is cold.

I am wearing the "laptop gloves" my sister gave me for Christmas, only I can't see what I am typing. Never will the spellchecker have been needed more..... Now if only it would actually put capital letters where they should be, all would be hunkydory.

I had a couple of lovely email conversations with blogging friends about the excitement of Going Out To See A Movie and am reassured that I am not the only one who last went out to see Mama Mia. And in the course of to-and fro-ing emails, I came to realise an underlying problem I have refused to consider. Until yesterday. And just at the point where there was no place to hide, and I needed to think, the doorbell rang. And did not stop ringing for the rest of the late afternoon and early evening.

It was the Apple Dumplings. I swear the gorgeous smell of them cooking wafted over this village and the next and drew people through my door and straight into the kitchen and in 5 seconds, they were clutching bowls with forks, and my Apple Dumplings are ALL GONE.

It was clearly a sign that I was not to go and buy the ice-cream or eat them all.

I did manage to drink more coffee than any human can contain. (I use that word advisedly....) I spent most of the evening getting plenty of exercise as I hobbled at speed to the bathroom. Oxymorons go down well here.

I am a trifle distracted now. Between the last 2 paragraphs, the doorbell rang and it was someone wanting to sell me block paving. I think not. Followed by the postlady. Followed by the tumble drier informing me that the bed linen was ready to put back on the bed. That meant a trip up the stairs, which I usually try to avoid like the plague. (Just for the record, it is not possible to make a bed, and stuff the duvet in the cover wearing gloves. I just found out. Then left the glove on the sheet under the duvet.....) And that meant I saw the dust. And the wastepaper baskets needed emptying....and I found the half full cup of coffee I lost......

You see my problem. And I can't remember what I was going to say other than that the sentence started with "M". Helpful.

So I will return when the memory kicks in. Which will probably be half way through the movie in a darkened cinema. Maybe I should take a torch.