Blogger is doing some upgrades, with the result that it published a half written post instead of scheduling it for Friday. I've now retrieved it, completed it and here we go. I wondered how I was getting comments on a post I was still writing! Anyway I think we're now rebobulated.
Here's Thursday's outfit, just because. It's the eighteenth century design skirt I showed you when I made it. Unbleached muslin. With the hand painted top. Just wearing what pleases me, because I can.
One good side to having to wear a school uniform for seven long years -- for the rest of your life there's the unfailing pleasure of choosing your outfit every day. Even if it's t-shirt and shorts.
Here's Wednesday's comic relief. The gist: I had the water heater replaced three weeks ago at the condo, handed a check to Joe, the nice plumber. As of yesterday it still had not been presented. No lost in the mail scenario possible, so..I called.
Office: Good morning, XCX plumbing
Me: I gave Joe a check for $2000, date etc, not yet presented
Office: but key this ur Keith if
Me: excuse me, I can't hear, could you repeat?
Office right over me: URBKEURBKEURBKE
Me: can you please speak into the phone, a bit more slowly?
Office: Is.this.better. can.you. hear.now?
Me: thank you so much, yes
Office: urbkevisiburythis
Me: what?
Office: I will notify them Uribeheheheurble and they'll $_-$-#call you
Me: They need to find and present the check, it's $2000 out of your income stream. I don't need a call. (No point in mentioning I've had many days of float on a substantial amount, and I don't assume she grasps the concept of the float)
Office: crickets, dial tone..
No thank you for being thoughtful enough to alert us, no goodbye. However, first thing Thursday morning the check clears. Now maybe the permit paperwork will get here. Sigh. Results matter, but a decent phone system would help. Also manners makyth man. And woman.
Update: check cleared, permit paperwork arrived Thursday. The permits alone, one for plumbing, one for electrical, cost $200. Five minutes work by the inspector. I think I should get into the permitting business.
Today was one of those days where the groceries haven't arrived yet and what to have for lunch.
The last of the spinach, steamed, the baby Bella mushrooms from the freezer, sauteed, in olive oil, butter and curry leaves, little omelette, mini naan for the lovely juices from the mushrooms. This naan has funny expression, I think he's trolling me.
Onward. Misfits, last week's packaging out for pickup, very responsible marketing on their part, to take away their specialty packaging
Replaced by this week's order.
I'm enjoying stone fruit this year, evidently a good year. Pluots and nectarines here along with the usual gala apples without which mornings are incomplete. Dessert after lunch will be a piece of whatever fruit is ripest.
Tuna for tuna salad, broccoli to keep up with green vegetables, and a lovely fat little chicken for many meals. I roast then go from there, all kinds of ideas. In this weather, chicken salad sounds good. Especially since mayo is now a staple around here.
This food, organic, interesting, is a big part of feeling well, I believe. Good ingredients, and it's interesting to cook and eat all these colors, just as well, really, since cooking is always there to do.
Here's a great list, showing me I'm living in the lap of luxury