Oct 2, 2018


I suppose when one goes to bed at 8, it's only natural to be wide awake and in the Happy Chair at this hour, but I'm not sure I like it very much.  I really did try to stay longer in the big girl sleigh bed, but the more I tossed and turned, the more fretful I became, so here we are.

It's too early for a cup of damn good, so I'm contemplating a nice hot tea...maybe something herbal that will give me a few more hours of snoring away before I face the day. 

Although...it's raining at the moment, and the sound of it is making me pretty content to just sit here and listen to it pitter patter on the roof. 

The newspaper is already here, through what I imagine to be some miracle of science, but is probably just the placement of CS2 on the delivery route...but here nonetheless and ready to be contemplated. I know that I am probably the last person on the planet to do so, but I like an actual real live physical paper in the morning, instead of catching up with the world on this silly contraption.

Wait a minute...

I guess catching up with the world on this silly contraption is exactly what I'm doing at the moment in what can only be described as the mother of all ironies.

Happy Tuesday, Dearies. I hope you get to make some fun and mischief today! If it's not too incriminating, come tell us all about it!


  1. No - not the last person on the planet. We get two daily newspapers home delivered each morning and I love lying in bed reading them. So much more satisfactory than trying to muddle through the papers' websites.

    Sydney, Australia

  2. And I thought I was the last holdout for actual newsprint. I really like to do all the puzzles the old fashioned way-using a pencil!

  3. We like our morning paper too! The digital version just isn't the same.

  4. Ooh there are more of us than we realize! We should start a club...maybe even a movement. I absolutely love a real newspaper.

  5. Hope your Tuesday goes smoothly. I love a real paper newspaper along with real books.

  6. Coni, I too like a physical paper and was just bereft when my cataracts prevented me because of the lack of contrast. I also needed new glasses. Too wonderful, had cataract surgery, got new glasses and my favorite paper is back! Let joy be unconfined! Best, Charlotte