MEH

I haven't posted for two days and for three out of the last four. I am just having a bit of a MEH time of it.

Photographically, I came across a little clump of grape hyacinths. I would have been willing to hit the ground for a macro, but the day was windy, and the next and the next. When it wasn't windy (well it always was) it was raining. MEH.

I did something to my left wrist and something also to my right knee. The pains came after just a little bit of light garden work, so brief and light that I don't know if that was the cause or not. Unfortunately, they both feel like pains that I will carry for the duration, until the end of my MEH time.

It hasn't helped that I've been going through one of my rough patches of sleep. I mean it's never very good, but sometimes it's less gooder than other times. Sleepwatch accused me of getting only 3.5 hours the other night, but I do think it missed an hour, but 4.5 hours still classifies as MEH in my MEH opinion.

Although I often don't always love the thought of going on our daily walks, the weather has resulted in them being very hit and miss. I think the lack of exercise increases my MEH level. It's odd how in some ways, Sue and I are more consistent about walking in winter. We know it will be cold in winter, but we don our warm coats and out we go. Rain and/or gale-force winds in this season, keeps us in our MEH home more now than in winter.

Even a trip to the garden centre didn't inspire me when I accompanied Sue on her daily prompt. However, I did click a bit, rather unenthusiastically I hasten to add. I was thinking that I might be able to blend multiple exposures into one interesting image. I went through the process and hated the very MEH results so much that I won't even show them to dear readers today, and you know that I have shown you some pretty MEH stuff on this MEH blog.

Just because I was there, I will post this quick grab of a calla lily. I didn't check the label, but I think that's what it is. It's orange, and it's okay, but only just okay, barely raising above MEH level.

But . . .

We did get out for our annual pre-mother's-day Mother's Day breakfast. That did unMEHticize my spirits a little. For once, I chose something other than my big scramble of ingredients. I ordered the Billy Goat: a poached egg with hollandaise along with fried tomato, crispy bacon, goat cheese, and green onions.  I'll have you know that I was a relatively good boy, and only ordered the one-egg version. It was good enough that I would consider ordering this dish again if I decided to forego my more habitual Chef's Bowl. It will be a tossup.

Having my lovely wife beaming back at me, as she always always does, was and is a very good thing. I don't even have to take her out for breakfast to get multiple daily smiles. They are definitely NOT MEH.

So, perhaps, my MEH interlude is coming to a close despite getting soaked in a downpour upon exiting the restaurant, which when thinking of my soaked clothes, causes me to remember that I wore short-sleeves for the first time since probably October, so that it also a non-MEH plus. Quite by chance, the shirt happened to be a nice non-MEH Canadian red and white. It's not meant to be a pro-Canada shirt, it just happens to be those colours, and in these political days, it seems like a particularly good time to wear them.