Just another manic Monday

Sorry, I could not resist. Today started out slowly after the alarm went off at 4:30. Peter was off to work within about an hour. As usual, it took me a couple of cups of coffee to get going but there was laundry to catch up on and groceries to buy. There are two grocery stores that are fairly close that I could go to. Both are Safeway's, one is downtown and one is in a neighborhood across the river in a neighborhood called Kensington. When I blogged about going to the grocery store earlier I had gone to the Safeway that is downtown. To get to that store I walk nine blocks through town with all of the manic business people rushing around surrounded by high rise buildings and then under the railroad tracks. It seems to take for ever. To get the other Safeway, I walk across the bridge that goes over the river and then through a little older tree lined neighborhood where most of the houses have seen better days but they almost all have little random flower gardens of some kind. Most of the lawns are far from perfect. Guess which route I took this morning? You guessed it, the walk across the river. That walk is calming and peaceful because I spend my time looking for little treasures in each of the yards that I pass. I don't even realize how far I have walked by the time you get to the store. There are old roses, irises and as you can tell, peonies just to name a few. Susan, I wish I could bring some peonies home for you. You would love them.

When Peter got home we once again crossed the river and found a family filled little Italian restaurant in Kensington. We split a traditional Italian pizza made in a wood fired oven, appropriate beverages, coffee, and a wonderful tiramisu. The tiramisu was made with a very moist sponge cake and was not nearly as sweet as what we usually have. It was close to perfect.