The dangers of farmers’ markets – It’s summer for sure. All the fruits and vegetables are coming in. We go to the local corn shed (which carries a lot more than corn) at least twice a week, sometimes more. It’s best to send the beloved husband by himself. If I go, we come home with a carload full of stuff. It’s hard to eat everything but we give it a valiant try.
Say what? – I had to go bra shopping this week. (My least favorite shopping) I was reading an article on bras before I went (hoping to learn something new – I didn’t). The article said most women wear a bra for a month before washing it. I find that hard to believe unless you wear it for only a few hours a day. Even then…a month is a long time.
Summer sales – Speaking of shopping, I picked up a couple of new tee-shirts to replace some old ones. Our local department store had a large selection – plain or print, scoop, crew or V-necks. Easy peasy or so you’d think. They have been running all sorts of sales. I bought four tees over a two-week period. (I like to buy one, wear and wash it before I invest in more. Sometimes they shrink quite a bit.) Despite buying all with different sales specials and coupons, I paid the same price within 87 cents for each. Sometimes I wonder what the point of weekly sales are anyway.
Nostalgia – I’ve been missing my Mom lately and I don’t know why. (She died in ’86.) There is no special date or birthday. Perhaps it’s the whole summer thing. I’m getting together with my family next weekend and maybe I’ll make one of her recipes to take. Cooking gives me a sense of closeness.
Just for the record – We are continuing to have smoke alarm issues. It doesn’t chirp. It goes off in full wail alert. You can hear it in the next state. It went off twice yesterday and of course once was at 1 a.m. Because of building codes, we have four in a ten foot diameter by the bedrooms. It is LOUD. We have (and when I say “we” I mean the beloved husband) determined which one is faulty and a new one is on order. We have to hump it out until Tuesday. The good news (if there is any such thing) is that Hazel, our tubby cat, is no longer hiding under the bed. I walked over and could have picked her up if there was a fire.
So how was your week?
This week I am featured on Donna Connolly’s Retirement Reflections. In addition to writing her own posts about retirement, she’s been hosting a Sunday series. You can find me here.