Suburban Summer

When I dreamt of owning a house, one of the big kickers was that I could do anything I wanted with the plants in the yard. I could remove plants, or, more importantly to me, I could plant plants.

So when I bought some herbs at the garden center earlier this week, what did I do? I put them in pots instead.

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This way I can bring them inside for the winter. There is a perfect spot for them in the storage room, which is a large room that was walled off from the garage. It has a large window that lets in lots of morning sun. Last time I had anything in a container, it ended badly. So we’ll see.

The weather’s been beautiful here: sunny and warm (although today was more “hot”). Gorgeous. Perfect for grilling hamburgers, which go well with homemade potato salad.

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While we’re not gardening or eating, there’s always laying in the hammock:

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Ahh. The life.

Unfortunately, we didn’t get to do anything fun outside today because Munchkin had a fever and was cranky, too. I have no idea what kind of sickness she’s getting, but I hope it doesn’t last long. Poor girl. She likes to cuddle when she’s not feeling well, but today it was like snuggling an oven in the desert. I just about melted; I can only imagine how she felt.

Irritatingly, I have misplaced my notebook with all my weekly menus and shopping lists. I can only conclude that it is not in this house, because I’ve looked high and low. I hope it’s in the van. The last place I saw it was at Target two days ago when I was doing a bit of shopping. I hope that if I lost it that someone would call the phone number I put on the cover, because even though it’s just a silly notebook with nothing really too important in it, I think I’d loose my mind if I didn’t have it. It’s a collection of my family’s culinary history. It’s interesting to see what we were eating six months ago, and how much our habits have changed.

Plus I can’t remember what I’m supposed to cook on Saturday, but it has something to do with rice.


One thought on “Suburban Summer

  1. I don't think I'd survive long without my home journal. Esp because it has our menus in it and that would be such a PITA to come up with again. Mine is too big to lug anywhere though so it stays in a drawer in my kitchen, thankfully. I hope yours turns up soon!



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