This morning I retrieved my car from the next street, noticed both my own slots at my house have been illegally claimed by who knows who, and went for the squashogram.
In the waiting room there was this bowl of art, made from paper and other natural materials
On the way home I noticed this
So I pulled in and found
Ah. I was a few minutes early, but worth waiting for the first strawberries. So they opened up and I found this year -- no mention of this on website or in email -- a small container has gone from last year's high of $6 to $8.
Which was more cash than I had available. I'll take another run after I've been to the bank. I rarely use cash but was hoping the $7 I had would work.
Homeward, reparked in the place I used yesterday in the next street, and then Boyz with Toyz II started up.
Eventually leaving me with nice fancy patchwork outside my door
I'm hoping to retrieve my parking spot soon
And lunch called, with no plans. So I made what I call Welsh rarebit, sister Dogonart used to call that thing Liz makes and my Mom used to call just eat it, nevermind.
On pita bread but good on toast, too. Enough for two more lunches.
The drink is the liquid drained from the tomatoes, with lemon juice and a drop of water, very nice too.
I expect this could be a brunch idea with a drop of vodka or gin in the glass, and maybe a stick of celery.
This afternoon I plan to finish and press that second sock to get a package out in the mail tomorrow, with the scarf and the other socks.
Then I'll get on with the knitted parts of the skirt.
Happy day everyone, let's hope all our test results are good. I won't know mine for a day or two.
