La dolce vita

I have come to the realization that not much goes on in our daily lives anymore. The novelty of being in Kuwait wore off a long time ago, and now we are down to minutia, or rather, simple pleasures of life in this dusty, dry desert. We bottled five gallons of beer on Thursday night and will share it with good friends on Thursday. We find groundedness every Friday morning at the church that is not so far from where we live. The weather started to warm two days ago, and so I changed over my wardrobe from long-sleeved blouses and clogs to skirts and sandals. Sandi, Maria, and I went for walk in the sun around the Hilton grounds. If, as in a last-ditch attempt to hang on to the comfort food of winter, I made a big pot of the (faux) meat sauce and pasta that Russ loves, at the same time also searching online for new salad recipes that the warmer temperatures implore. We are watching sitcoms, and love our favorite Seinfeld episodes. We listen to classical cds, as well as our new Afro-Cuban tunes while reclining on the couches. I have found great fun with coloring in a book I brought back from Oman. We have hung photos all over the house in a way we never did back on Old Windsor Road. We are still in our exercise routines which is a good thing. So boring maybe, but life is pretty good, most especially on the weekends.