Thursday, July 29, 2010
We saw the moose on a previous trip, a few years ago, but I am playing around now. I've never uploaded a video before so I'm trying something new--just like it says to in my horoscope. It's not much of a video...the only action being me shaking the camera for a couple of seconds. It's an experiment, that's all.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Sunday, July 25, 2010
The canoe is loaded except for the cooler, which will get packed up first thing in the morning. We'll make an early start hoping to avoid the predicted north winds--nothing worse than paddling a fully loaded canoe into the wind.
I have not finished the story I am working on for my writing group meeting next week. I usually don't like missing these "deadlines" but I find myself not stressing about it. It will get done and people will have time to read it before the next get together.
I finished the shawlette that I've been working on and I am quite pleased with the results. Perhaps I'll model it at some point in the near future.
When we get back from camping, I think I will be about ready for another grandchildren fix. Gosh, the summer is going by so fast!
Saturday, July 24, 2010
We are going camping on Monday so I spent the day preparing some meals for that. I remembered that we had a fan in the basement so I dragged that up to the kitchen and it really helped since I had the oven on and our air conditioner is only in the bedroom. Mike got out all the equipment and started some of the packing. It takes a certain amount of work to relax so completely for a couple of days.
We sat out on the deck tonight for supper and watched the sun go down. Mike grilled tuna and I roasted potatoes in oil and herbs from my garden and made green beans in a lemon-butter sauce. The green beans were the first from my garden. It was really a yummy supper. I also made a blueberry pie, but we were too full to have dessert. We really have cut back on the portion sizes, but we still eat well--still eat the things we enjoy. Mike is not really into my vegetable preference, but it all works out somehow.
Tomorrow will be a big celebration. The farm where we buy our sweet corn will be open for business. Corn on the cob is the one thing we absolutely only eat local and in season so it's a big deal.
Friday, July 23, 2010
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
"Good-bye Chocolate Chip! I'm all about the Early Espresso now!"
(very similar browns)
"Hand me that clam shell, please." (glue)
"This embossing folder changed my life!!"
"Oh, goodie! We're doing a top note."
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Then back to work:
There always comes a time, usually right in the middle of July, when the garden just seems to run away from me. I go along thinking that I'm keeping up with the feeding, weeding, watering, pruning, edging, daily inspections for trouble on the rise. I start thinking, "You know, I really have this garden thing under control now." Then BAM! I don't understand how it happens. Weeds I would swear were not in sight yesterday are two feet high. Potted plants are brown and crispy around the edges. Their little plant tongues are hanging out and they really turn into drama queens about my failure to water then in a timely fashion. Some buggy thing has chewed up the basil in the herb garden, but not in the vegetable garden. Perennials that were beautiful three days ago all of a sudden need major haircuts. Daisies are flopping over onto the lawn. Baby vegetables clamor for care while staying resolutely green and immature. I believe I'll take another trip to the farm market.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Today I went into town again and picked my son up for a sushi lunch. I confess to being completely inept when it comes to chopsticks. I just cannot get the hang of them at all. I eat sushi with my fingers. Is that so wrong?
It was a major bold step for me to ever try sushi in the first place, and as it is, I have only ever tried vegan sushi. I was reading the June O magazine (at the dentist's office) and there was an article about food aversions. The author was dismayed that her husband refused to ever try beef tongue and then she mentioned a woman who trained herself to eat foods served in China--like goose intestines, bee larvae, scorpions, and tendons from a cow's throat.
I never really considered myself a very picky eater, but after reading that I'll have to say that I really am pretty picky. I'd say Mike is worse, but he really isn't--we just don't happen to like all the same things. One thing, though, after reading that article, I told him I would never ask him to "just taste it" again.
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Also, last year I stuffed parsley into ice cube trays and then filled with water. When frozen, I popped the cubes out and stored them in a freezer bag. I could then toss a cube or two into soups and sauces through the fall.
I usually fill ice cube trays with basil pesto and store those cubes in freezer bags as well. That way you can use a little and not have to hassle with chipping a chunk out of a larger container.
Monday, July 12, 2010
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Mike and I went out to a restaurant on the lake last night. This is a place where we usually watch all the activity on the nearby bike path, the ferry dock, and the boat marina, but nothing was going on last night. I can't believe it was too hot to even take out your sailboat if you are fortunate enough to own one, but it must have been. We people watched the two couples at tables on either side of us instead.
The first couple came in and sat down while apparently finishing up an argument they'd been engaged in. He spent the entire meal sighing loudly and rolling his eyes from time to time. She never once took her thumbs or her eyes of the texting she was doing on her phone--except for a couple of times when the phone rang and she talked to whomever was calling. That looked like a fun time.
The second couple were older and were the demanding type starting from the moment they walked in and did not want to sit at the table for two they were given and wanted a table set up for six instead right on through wondering why they could not have this or that not on the menu. They kept the waitress hopping and probably left her a dollar tip. At least they weren't loud about it.
Several years ago we were visiting the Outer Banks in North Carolina. We had supper one night at a seafood restaurant that was right at water's edge just past the fishing wharf. There was a demanding couple there. The deal with the restaurant was that they served local fish, fresh from the fishing boats each afternoon. This particular couple were outraged that they couldn't order a Maine lobster and they were quite loud and obnoxious about it as well. There was no Red Lobster restaurant in the area, so I guess they made do.
They say it takes all kinds, but surely there are some kinds we could do without?
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
I plan a trip to take the kids to see Circus Smirkus on Friday. Sitting in a circus tent with the weather like this...hmm. We'll see how that goes. It could be cool again by then. Kristen has been at day camp, but Dane is ready for some vacation time with Grandma. Momma and Dad are ready for a kid break, too, I think.