Labour Day - end of summer.

This is one of those big deal bank holidays when even the Senior Centre is closed, and I assumed the YMCA was as well.

The weather was certainly fine for it, and will be for the next week.

This 'right now' was 10 pm this evening.

I went out briefly this afternoon to the Dollar Store.   I am still re-arranging the pictures on my walls - it takes a long time - and I needed a few more cheap photo frames, although I am also re-using some I had.   The special family photos are in silver frames on the sideboard.

The rest of the day was spent reading an excellent book Rosalyn lent me about a ginger tom, and the special bond it had with its owner.    It takes place in England, the guy scraped a living busking in Covent Garden, and the cat insisted on going along with him, then curled up in his guitar case while he played.  

Yesterday evening, Sunday, I went to a Mexican restaurant with Bruce and Rosalyn.

The best thing about Mexican food is the side dish of rice, salad, refried beans and sour cream that accompanies the main dish, which in my case was a sizzling pan of shrimp and vegetables.  I don't usually open the foil packet of tortillas, I find the meal filling enough without them.

This is Bubbles letting me know it is time to settle down for the night.