Friday.

Pics before wordage:

So that was a pleasant day. Cool but not frigid on the beach, despite a brisk breeze. Took a pleasant walk along the trail at Scarborough Marsh, from whence the picture of the Great White Heron and also what I believe to be a loon, which if so — a coup. I mean, herons are hard to photograph, but loons are impossible.

At Old Orchard, I walked the beach, and up into town, had a chicken salad wrap and a root beer at Cafe 64, decided not to go down to Wells, but to come on home, but avoiding the interstate because construction. This of course meant that I got lost in Portland, which is business as usual. I finally asked the car’s navcamp for a way home that avoided highways, and boy didn’t it oblige me? However! I discovered a new road. I truly do not believe I’ve been on Route 88 before, and that was just a splendid drive. So — Serendipity For the Win.

I came home to the news that the nerve conduction test — that’s probably not what it’s called — has been scheduled for October 23 at 3:45 which won’t do for two reasons, those being it will mean I have to miss stained glass, and! I’ll have to drive home from Rockport in the dark (that’s 50ish miles of unlit back roads from the Confusion Factory), and I don’t know the route well enough to want to do that. So, I’ll add rescheduling that piece of optimism to my pile of Monday phone calls.

The cats — all three, which made for some confusion of who was where and how do I not fall over — threw themselves onto to me with loud cries the second I opened the door. I did tell them I was going to be gone for most of the day, but apparently neither Tali nor Rookie can tell time and Firefly’s skills are a little rocky.

I now have Rook and Tali keeping a Very Close Eye while I type this update, and Firefly is having a wee dram of dry food to recruit herself.

I see that we’re under a Freeze Alert this evening, which means I’ll be needing to cover the rose again.

But before that, I need to put the clean dishes away and, oh…pour a glass of wine.

How did your Friday play out?

Today’s blog post title is brought to you by Jimmy Soul, “If you wanna be happy.”  My excuse is that this is the song that was playing when I turned the car on this morning.  Recorded in 1962.