I like classical music. I have been listening to it via my MacBook Air, on Jango. It suddenly came to me that a lot of the loud crescendo type music might be deemed “male orgasm” music. Then I wondered about myself, because I like it. Then I wondered what “female orgasm” music might sound like, and realized how few female composers there are… actually the medley I listened to did not include a single female composer. A girl has to think about something on a Monday morning.

Yesterday we finished the last of nine loads of laundry, all hung out to dry on the clothesline, with great success. The washing machine does a great job, I must say. It is very different, than the top loading machines with an agitator.

Attila finished the wiring for the dryer, which should be delivered tomorrow. After he finished I decided to begin vacuuming the laundry room. The room is in the basement, the walls and floor are concrete, with some patches of paint left on the floor. It is very dusty down there. There are a lot of cobwebs and spiders in the rafters of the low unfinished ceiling.

We have an old vacuum cleaner that we purchased over 20 years ago, and it has been designated for use in the basement. I plugged it in and hit the switch to turn it on. There was an explosion of dust! The bag ruptured open and pumped fine dust all over the room. There was quite a mess.

I fished out the air cleaner and Attila brought it downstairs for me. After turning it on, to take care of the dust down there, Attila carried the vacuum cleaner out onto the back lawn for me to deal with. I opened it up and removed the split bag, then began to remove all the debris and dust that had exploded into the machine when the bag gave way. Attila located the vacuum bags, which we inserted, then took the machine back downstairs to try again. This time it worked without a problem.

I plan on vacuuming the spider webs frequently. Eventually I will get ahead of those little beasts!

We have been enjoying baked zucchini for the last week, fresh from our garden. Also from the garden, Attila harvested a dozen or so huge butternut squash. One of them was splitting, so I decided to process it right away. I cut in half lengthwise, removed the seeds, set the halves cut side down in a baking dish, then baked it at 350F until it smelled good and looked done, but since I went by smell I don’t know how long it was in the oven. After cooling, and scooping the flesh out of the skin, I mashed it well, and put it in containers in the refrigerator.

Last night a message from Terra arrived, “Are you watching the lunar eclipse?” When I looked up from the computer I could see it through the living room window. Attila and I stood on the front porch and watched the moon slowly darken, until the cloud cover was so thick that nothing further could be seen. It was a beautiful evening, the breeze was warm, carrying the sweet scents of the nearby field.

A much needed rain is falling today. As I gazed out the kitchen window at the falling rain, I immediately thought about Attila being out in the weather, as I have done for the last 20 years. And then it dawned on me, Attila is not out in the weather today!

Our heating fuel was delivered today, and the whistle is whistling loud and clear. Now we are ready for the winter.

This morning it was time to use the squash that was processed yesterday. The two dishes prepared were “pumpkin” pie squares, and squash soup. The squash soup is a recipe my sister gave me, and she got it from our cousin. It is lovely. The pumpkin pie squares, in which I substituted squash for pumpkin, was a new recipe, and it is a keeper!

Worldly Distractions


Date: 10:34 AM EDT Monday 28 September 2015
Condition: Mist
Pressure: 102.1 kPa
Tendency: rising
Visibility: 6 km
Temperature: 18.2°C
Dewpoint: 16.9°C
Humidity: 92%
Wind: S 27 gust 36 km/h


“At the age of eleven or thereabouts women acquire a poise and an ability to handle difficult situations which a man, if he is lucky, manages to achieve somewhere in the later seventies.”
P. G. Wodehouse
1881 – 1975

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Bex Crowell

It is so nice to hear about things going along “normally” for you both… except for the exploding vac bag… that sounded horrible. My basement is similar, all concrete, unfinished, with tons of cobwebs and dust and stuff… much more disorganized than yours I’ll bet. I pity the people who have to come in here when we go to greener pastures and have to deal with all this stuff.

crochetlady or Lee Ann

Exploding bag! Glad no one hurt, please keep an eye out for the fulness of the bag, I’m sure you are getting the routine down now, but changing thinking patterns qill take awhile.


Hiccup with a pop! What a tedious mess. Having the air cleaner accessible is a great thing, but now there’s one more thing to clean. ):

But hey, that’s a small price to pay for you and Attila to be home together and him out of the weather. The universe maintains its balance.

TopsyTurvy (Teri)

Well, I guess if the vacuum bag had to burst then thank goodness it was in the dirtiest area of the house which would be harmed the least!

Your “pumpkin” squares sound tasty. I have a fondness for squash pie, myself. I like it even more than pumpkin pie.

So glad Attila is out of the weather!


“A girl has to think about something on a Monday morning.
Ha Ha. Thanks for that.