Market haul (and for $29.50!): asparagus, pint and a quart of strawberries, pint of the first white cherries, 1/2 lb of salad greens, 2 empanadas and a flower to plant in the pot Taylor gave me. And now I need to do my store errands.
Discovered a massive bruise (raised even) on my wrist. I know I got it putting in the AC, but I'm not sure how. I don't remember whacking it in particular, but I was whacking a lot of things. However, since it is supposed to hit near 100 today, REALLY GLAD I put it in last night. Whoof.
OK, time to run out.
I was just trying to decide if I wanted to hit OSH for some plants and then hit TJs and the Farmers market before they all got too crowded. I should feel inspired by Sarameg, but I am not sure I've had enough coffee yet.
We're getting blueberries here which is a world of yum.
Ugh is right.
Totes, Kat. I hope something good happens for you soon, to help even things out a little.
Huh?
Isn't that odd, tommy? But I did notice when I visited England that they are very resolute about not pronouncing words with their foreign pronunciation. I didn't realize they considered it pretentious. I always thought it was more obnoxious to say "Macho" like "Matcho." We're colonizing your words and they'll live under our rules!
What's funny and deeply ironic is that while we were looking at houses, K told our realtor, "I absolutely do not want to do a short sale. It sounds like a nightmare!"
But we really like the house. We'll see.
OH well. Not much to be done about it.
Grace is awake and Noah is still asleep. I have a weekend of twin wrangling on my own because K is out of town. Sigh.
