It’s harvest time once again. What we haven’t been eating, I’ve been freezing for winter use. I had to pick my potatoes today because something was eating the tops and killing the plants. So, I didn’t get quite the harvest I hoped for. But at least we’ll get a few meals out of them. We had the first meal today and it was quite delicious–nothing beats fresh potatoes. I’ve been getting tomatoes on a regular basis (Jake eats them about as fast as I can pick them), but it doesn’t appear that I’ll be having a bumper crop this year, so I might not have enough to make tomato sauce at the end of the season. And, as it usually turns out, I’m up to my ears in zucchini. Note to self: next year only plant one zucchini plant. I don’t even grow the zucchini for us–my mom’s the one who wants it (she doesn’t have room in her garden). I like to plant a lot of different things so I never end up with too much of any one thing, but I do usually have some extras to freeze. I’ve got quite the array of herbs this year thanks to my new herb garden. I’m actively freezing some of the herbs and I’ll be drying the rest of them at the end of the season.
i got carded at the liquor store
Everybody sing it now!
I got carded at the liquor store…
I got carded at the liquor store…
I got carded at the liquor store…
But yet I’m thirty-five!
Getting carded always makes my day. Well, it only happens about once a year anymore so I guess it makes my year. Remember the days when you’d get carded every time you tried to buy alcohol? It wasn’t fun then, but it is now. My goal is to one day get carded when I’m 40 years old. Of course, I may have to dye my hair in order for that to happen the way the gray hairs are sprouting up these days.
There was a new woman working at the register today (who was a good 15 years older than me). When I was pulling out my credit card to pay for my purchases, she asked to see my ID. I showed it to her and she let out a small guffaw. I don’t know what was so funny. I guess I will have to ponder that this evening while I’m sipping on my Margarita.
friday night
Yesterday evening, Brian’s parents came over for a cookout. We had some good stuff to eat and then chatted and drank wine and beer the rest of the evening. Brian’s dad made some delicious Italian sausage-stuffed hot peppers for the occasion–I’ll have to get the recipe from him some day. These went well with dinner, which consisted of the following: BBQ boneless pork chops, three bean dish, a mesclun and romaine salad, thyme potatoes, and a yellow cake with chocolate icing.
Jake and Pappy Law played their version of “Calvin Ball” most of the evening. This involved most of the items on the porch, a few hockey sticks, and a big plastic puck. Interesting.
six feet under
Only three episodes left in my current favorite television show. After the uninteresting 3rd and mostly uninteresting 4th seasons, I didn’t think I’d be sad to see the show end. But, they’ve really picked up the pace of the plot and this season has my undivided attention–not quite to the point that seasons 1 and 2 did, but it’s not over yet…
I will definitely miss it once it’s over. I might have to watch the first and second seasons again. Historically, HBO will likely run all 5 seasons in a row sometime soon. I don’t know that I could sit through seasons 3 and 4 again. Maybe 4, but definitely not 3. We’ll have to see. It’s not like there’s much else on tv these days. I can only hope that HBO’s newest series, Rome, will help fill the void. The Comeback definitely did not make the cut at our house. That show was supposed to be funny (I think), but it was just painful to watch. Still, I would’ve watched the whole season, but I was sick of hearing Brian complain about it the entire time it was on, so I gave it up for reruns of Family Guy (which is definitely hilarious).
I used to look forward to the new television schedule in the fall, but not any more. Now, I just look forward to my HBO favorites. Lucky for me, HBO runs new programming all year round, so there’s bound to be something good on at any given point. HBO: whatever the cost, it’s worth the money.