Sunday, June 9, 2013

A Good Saturday

Yesterday (when I finally got sleepy head out of the bed), we drove over to the farmer's market again and spent way too much money. We only have two more Saturdays before graduation and the move weekend. I hope he is ok with repeating this adventure.

Afterwards we drove over to the storage unit. I am feeling much better about this after seeing it. We made SO many trips over there last year to drop off junk; I was starting to think it might take hours to load it into the moving truck. In reality, I think it will be fairly simple. There might be a couple of cumbersome pieces (the dish cabinet and the Golden Tee), but everything else will be a-ok. I even think we could do it without my poor Daddy.

When we got home, we took a nap, packed a good bit, found a new place to try to rent (east of 3rd!!) and eventually made our way out to the grill.

** To be fair to sleepy head, we stayed out the night before until 2:30am. While he is better at this than me, I was quite proud we (read: I) still have it in us. No one was hurting too badly the next morning, but we were aware of the fun that had been had. **

Here is our pretty loot from the farmer's market:


They are nearly LSU flowers! (Cranmommie, Butter and Gussie sent me an LSU bouquet the morning I pledged Kappa. These made me remember that and smile.)


We left with sirloin steak, 2 ears of corn, 3 tomatoes, half dozen eggs, fresh mozzarella, blueberries, strawberries, mixed salad greens and our pretty flowers. Even if we did spend a lot on a little I like the idea of supporting local farmers and knowing how fresh it all is. Yum yum yum.

Thursday, June 6, 2013

Tonight - A Second Thought

I'll go for twice tonight.

When I have the time and patience, I really enjoy hand washing Grandma's Franciscan Ivy pattern china.

I know she took great pride in her dishes. When I actually pull out the serving pieces to use for dinner (in addition to our plates), I always smile.

Tonight after dinner Tom went back to studying. Instead of attacking the mess, I took some time to sit, sip my drink, write a little bit. Then, only when I was ready, I cleaned the kitchen. It was such a simple thing, but I actually enjoyed the process. As I washed our knives and the Franciscan by hand, I took the time to manually scrub all the while appreciating the dishes and missing my Grandma.

It's been a good night.

Tonight

The remnants of a tropical storm
Old 97s Hitchhike to Rhome (I forgot how much I like this album.)
A sweet little hummingbird flitting around the fuschia (He thinks this plant is so pretty, and it is.)
Ina Garten's Tuna and Avocado Salad
Tyler Florences' Roasted Corn on the Cob
A gin and tonic
A studying boy
A happy girl
Even amid the boxes, I'm soaking it all in.