A Random Day. . .

It hadn’t really occurred to me that autumn is creeping up on summer until I saw the fall display in the home-wares section of Goodwill yesterday. Wow. Just when it seems like summer is getting on a roll, here comes the next season, but there’s still a month to go before school starts again, and I intend to enjoy every day of what’s left of this season.

While I was at Goodwill, I found another old typewriter—a cute one that has a sort 50’s vintage space-age shape. It types great, the ribbon is in pretty decent shape, and it was super-cheap, so I bought it. Yes, I have three other vintage typewriters (even though I’ve given two or three away!), but for this price, I can share them with others or start a typewriter museum in my house or sell them for more than I paid for them.

Because this typewriter has a better ribbon, it took the place of the old typewriter that was being used as a guest book. And, by the way, the typewriter guest book idea is a hit, especially with kids (young and old). I’ve already got some pages filled with type even though I haven’t “officially” inaugurated the guest book. I love the notes people leave me or the random things they say or the conversations they have with each other. Aaron types in Danish, so I don’t know what all of his entries say, but I’m sure they’re entertaining to read (one of these days, his words will go into an online translator).

While I was chatting with Aaron, he told me to take a picture

of the teapot because you could see the whole kitchen in it.

Maybe if you click you can see better.

I have no daybook to put up today and no high school post, either, because it was a random, lazy morning, and I have quite a to-do list to cover this late afternoon. I stayed up late with Aaron last night (he spent the night) watching For All Mankind—an interesting documentary about the US Apollo moon program. I was a child in the era when the Sputnik circled the world and the US took it as a challenge, and I’ve always found the Apollo missions fascinating. I read Lost Moon before it was made into the movie Apollo 13 (the book is more detailed and more amazing than the movie, as is usually the case). Anyway, I loved the documentary footage of astronauts singing, running, bouncing, joking, and playing like exuberant children on the moon in their space suits—it was truly funny and fun to watch.

Late-night movie watching means late to bed. I got up early enough this morning (5:30), but I evaded my usual routine and started doing random things like pounding nails in the wall to put this picture here and that one there; going outside to move the sprinkler around and cut some flowers; having coffee and quiet time in the middle of it all; visiting Aaron in the kitchen while morning ticked away. . .

. . . making cream biscuits (and more coffee) so late in the morning that the biscuits became lunch. . .

. . . trying to learn to use Aaron’s way-better-than-mine camera (none of these photos were taken with it).

And now I will move along. Friends are stopping by tomorrow morning, so I don’t know if I’ll have a post up before or after they come, but by bedtime, I’ll have something posted on the blog.

Happy Monday!