WNBP: Sticking To The Plan

It may be summer vacation here at the manse, but that doesn't mean we won't be enjoying our regularly scheduled Wednesday Night Bullet Post! It is important to stick to a routine during the summer months. Otherwise, I'm all bloated and slow-witted come September and that is no good for those of us who need to teach children. Hence, the bullets are ready to fly!

*I had the first appointment of the day at the doctor's this morning. That's always good. You don't have to wait as long.

*My doc is a chatty kind of gal. So am I. You can see how this might be a problem for the day's schedule.

*Anyone planning to go anywhere in the city of Saco, Maine in the near future should beware.

*The whole place is under construction. Every square inch.

*And every other road is closed.

* I barely made it in time to knit a few rows on my sock in the waiting room.

*Blood needed drawing. The nurse in charge of that duty today was...enthusiastic.

*I'll be bruised for the foreseeable future.

*They are using new band-aids over there now. Super sticky ones.

*Took off half my arm when removed.

*Should I ever find myself trapped on the wing of an airplane and in need of a means with which to better secure myself until landing, I know what I'd like to have in my pocket.

*Don't ask how I ended up on the wing of a plane. It's a long story...

*During the summer vacation weeks, Wednesday is not just WNBP day. It is also Visiting With The Vegetables day.

*After the doctor visit, I wandered through the raindrops to see what they had at the farmer's market.

*I don't like vegetables.

*It is a true commitment to Vegetable Visitation that I do this every week during the summer months.

*It's been raining for days and weeks here. It just won't stop.

*There were only three stands open at the farmer's market. And the pickings were slim.

*But I've said I will purchase fresh produce each week so I did what I could.

Lettuce, strawberries, 'taters and radishes.

*For the record, I did not want radishes. Not at all.

*But apparently, "them radishes wuz in th' ground just this mawnin' an' then we gut th' damn truck stuck in th' mud fer an 'ow-ah and ain't this rain just gawd-awful?"

*I bought the radishes. What else could I do?

*Tonight's dinner: Salad with radishes and fresh Parmesan, oven baked potatoes and homemade frozen yogurt for dessert.

*The Thing That Is Not A Sweater is in time out. I am not speaking to it because it was mean to me.

*I'll teach it to not have the right number of stitches when I need it to.

*It'll be sorry...

*I'll finish those socks that I've been not finishing for months now.

*Then I'll put them on and dance around smugly in front of the Not-Sweater.

*It'll probably cry and beg for my forgiveness. Then it will magically transform into something that divides evenly over the correct number.

*Hey, if I can survive that trip on the plane wing, anything can happen, right?

Hope your Wednesday was a pleasant one. Even with my bruised inner arm, the incessant rains and the presence of radishes in my home, mine was lovely. Summer vacation can do that for you...

SA