We made it to the Farmer’s Market! YEAH!!!!
It was wonderful to be back. I really missed the crowds and the great veggies and fruits for sale. The one thing I mind is that they have banned dogs from the area. It used to be a lot of fun to see all the dogs parading through the people.
Usually I go early in the morning. I’d rather get there before the crowd is quite so large, and have first pick of the veggies. It’s also easier to get a place to part at 7:30 in the morning, and then you can go on to breakfast, or to the rest of your day. This time, we had to make a stop at the pharmacy, and it doesn’t open until 9:30, so we compromised and went about 9:00. MAN, was it busy!
Mother had her sewing scissors sharpened. I bought bi-color sweet corn for dinner tonight. Big, red, ripe tomatoes, green beans, a red pepper and a green pepper, pickle size cucumbers, four HUGE garlic bulbs (roasted garlic with feta on toasted French bread, anyone??), two egg plants, four bunches of flowers (asters, creamy yellow lilies and blue salvia), peaches, crimini mushrooms, wild Alaskan salmon and a cedar plank!
Yummmmmmmm…….gonna have some GOOD MEALS this week!
Daily Archives: August 1, 2004
Paying attention
I really need to pay closer attention to conversations.
Yesterday, DH’s son and his wife came to visit, before she returns to Japan to teach English as a second language. In his hand was a very large Swedish Ivy plant.
It seems I must have volunteered to babysit the plant while she is away, but for the life of me, I don’t remember the conversation!
DIL tells me that Son#3 has killed off several plants in the past few years. He waters once a week whether the plant needs it or not.
THIS was where I started paying attention. You see, by the time the plant got to me, it was wilting, so as she is talking to me, I have filled a large container with water and DOUSED the plant. Right…..I’m supposed to take care of this plant, and see to it that its in condition to return to her.
I could be in trouble.
Butlers in the Buff
I’ve never felt the need for a hen party, until now. I just discovered a company in England (and another in Midwestern USA) that provides a butler in the buff for your hen parties.
Wouldn’t it be lovely to have someone to open the door for you, and to see to it that your friends had something to drink?? And the clean up…..what a deal! You wouldn’t have to go around after the party picking up glasses and dessert plates!
Where did the week go?
I got a fair amount accomplished this week, and had some downtime, too, but I couldn’t seem to make it to the computer…..