Yesterday morning, 8 AM:
Driving to the Farmer's Market. This is my little ritual that I look forward to all week. A cool Saturday morning, me in the convertible, music playing as loud as I want. Look at that corn popping up!
Convertible hair. I don't mind a bit. On this particular trip, some songs I heard that made me happy:
- "Havana Daydreamin'" - Jimmy Buffett
- "Hello, It's Me" - Todd Rundgren
- "Peter Piper" - Run DMC
- "Hello Eugene" - Pink Martini
- "Love Stinks" - J Geils Band
Sirius Satellite Radio, you are a friend of mine.
These pretty little things are gooseberries. I ate them on the way home. Well, not ALL of them.
Because I was looking forward to having this for lunch. Grilled CBLT, made mostly from my purchases that morning. Yum yum yum yum yum tomato.
Been super light on the posting round these parts lately, and I shore do apologize for it. (I don't know why I've tossed on a Texan accent, let's just go with it.) Firstly I was having a TypePad login problem that kept me from posting yesterday, but that's all better now. I also have just been crazy busy, and often have a lot of paint on my fingers.
But when I DON'T have paint on my fingers, I've been taking lots of photos, and have a few stories to share. I downloaded all 20 majillion photos from the past 2 months or so yesterday, and will be getting to posting them soon. Along with photos of my painted bathroom, which surely you are dying to see. (Yes, YOU ARE, dammit.) Promise.