Caturday Spaz

Mum was wondering if "spaz" was a kiwi term - sort of like throwing a hissy fit, describes it well enough.  It wasn't her spazzing out, and as you can see in the photo I am cool as a cucumber, even if I am lying in the compost patch soaking up the Caturday sunbeams.    Alas our little laptop is sending signals that it is soon for hospice care, going to the great E dump in the sky.  It went all loopy and would not switch on, and mum had to plead with it for thirty minutes before it finally loaded anything.

Caturday at our little Chez was pretty good.  A leisurely sleep in, and then mum got some washing done and sheets out on the line.  It was cloudy and a cool 12 deg C, but enough to get them dry over 7 hours outside.  She then headed out to meet a bestie, so that they could eat a yummy lunch and moan about having to go  to work.  Then she forgot to get a lotto ticket, so I guess she will be working this week anyway.

A wander round the shops window shopping, then mum popped into the library, but had forgotten her card so couldn't take out anything or pay her fines.  So home for tea - a feast for me, and baked beans on toast for her.

The autumn chill is creeping in, as a large Southerly Antarctic chill climbs up our little country, so all the quilts are piled up on the bed.  I am still camping in the lounge, but mum knows that this will soon change as the temperatures are dropping.  So now as it nears midnight, mum has her book at the ready and is enjoying the fresh winter sheets on the bed.

Hope you all had a lovely Caturday with lots of fun!!