We went out and got a couple of wine kits. A Raspberry Zinfandel for Wonderful Daughter and her Estrogen Crew. Then, a "Bergamais something" for us old folk. Can you tell we're true connoisseurs?!
Then, off to the farmer's market for saffron and tahini. And longing, soulful, drool-y gazes at the Buttercream Bakery booth and the Greek kiosk.
I didn't succumb though. Nor did I pick up any veggies Bag Lady. I'm still working on the pluots, etc.
My big news is, Tikki and I hopped out of the van at a red light a mile from home and walked back. He was so excited to be out walking he was jumping up around my waist. Which, according to our friendly neighborhood guest blogger is 18 inches off the ground...
I think he was happy to be back in my good books again. Yesterday, I came home from a terrible day's work (we walked out of one house because it was a urine-abomination) to discover he had learned to jump onto my bed. Once up there, he helped himself to my latest replacement C-pap mask and ate it. When I take it off in the morning, I stuff it behind the headboard since he's proven if it's on the floor or night table he will chew it up. So, another $150 mask to replace. He must have really worked to haul it out from behind my headboard. Why didn't I get another stoopid, in-bred Samoyed?? I'm weary of having a poodle who outsmarts me at every turn. But, all was forgiven by today.
The rain had cleared up and we had a great walk back. I'm encouraged I was able to get some much needed exercise. Plus I didn't have to haul any of our purchases up from the van. heh. heh.
And, I'm one whole mile closer to the Miami airport.
Whoo Hoo !