Wow, the weather in recent days
has been superb for tomato plants and weeds, but not quite user friendly for
family fun—hot, humid, wet, wet, wet!
The Saturday began
conventionally, with Daddy off to work early and returning by 10 a.m. (actually
running a little late, as Daddy first dropped off the Mazda at City Tire to
have an alignment evaluation, and then walked home to return later for the car).
Daddy barely made it to our door, before the initial rains began to fallJ.
Once home, Daddy and Mommy
finished loading the precious cargo (yes, that would be the two of youJ) in the car to head to
the Farmer’s Market—we decided it would be fool-hardy to attempt a carriage
ride with the pending rains, and boy was that an intelligent choice! Once at
the Farmer’s Market Daddy purchased some Amish tomatoes, Mommy purchased some
cut wild flowers, and Mommy and Daddy purchased some banana bread and a couple
of cookies for a couple of cookie monstersJ.
It began to rain, as we left hurriedly the Farmer’s Market and drove a couple
of blocks for an early lunch at one of Mommy’s restaurant discoveries—the Main
Street Café—the homemade quiche, biscuits and gravy, and blueberry muffin were
delicious—Mommy has indeed made a discovery for us! Even the coffee was
extraordinary!
After our late breakfast-early
lunch, we went on an antiquing tour of some of our favorite antique stores, and
worked in picking up the Mazda and driving it home before continuing on our
antique tourJ. We also made our way to a nursery where we
stocked up our selected needs to fulfill our pledge that we would construct a
“fairy garden” in our backyard near your swingset-play areaJ.
Mommy and Daddy both had
exhausting weeks, and by the time we concluded our shopping adventure, we were
truly worn out. We made our way home and prepared a slumber party setting in
our study for the three amigos (Bodhi, Buddha, and Daddy) to settle in for the
night. A few “my shows” on Nickelodeon for Ms. Bodhi, and a few “Max and Ruby
stories” for Mister Buddha, and before you knew it, we had all drifted into
dreamland.
Daddy dreamed he whispered
“night, night,” and dreamed he heard Mommy whisper back, “night, night.”
It was then official, “night,
night!”
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