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Farmers Market and sleeping way too late.
Well, after staying up all night (my sleep schedule has been horribly fucked lately and I don't know why), I went to the Concord Farmer's Market, then home to bed. The Market was GLORIOUS: I came home with a bag full!
Fresh garlic. MMMM. Fresh lamb (a shoulder roast that I'm going to make tomorrow when Amanda comes over for dinner). Fresh garlic and sweet italian sausages, and a fresh ham pot pie. Fresh corn on the cob. A bottle of wine, and a loaf of onion dill bread.
And a $0.50 glass of lemonade that I paid three dollars for, because the little boy selling it didn't have change for a $5 (which was all I had). So he gave me $2 back (the agreed-upon price), and I got my lemonade. *grin* He couldn't have been more than six, and he was saving for a bike for himself. AFTER he'd bought his little sister a bike already.
How could I not donate to that???
Then back to bed. I got up about 2 hours ago, and am watching the Illusionist with hubby.
Fresh garlic. MMMM. Fresh lamb (a shoulder roast that I'm going to make tomorrow when Amanda comes over for dinner). Fresh garlic and sweet italian sausages, and a fresh ham pot pie. Fresh corn on the cob. A bottle of wine, and a loaf of onion dill bread.
And a $0.50 glass of lemonade that I paid three dollars for, because the little boy selling it didn't have change for a $5 (which was all I had). So he gave me $2 back (the agreed-upon price), and I got my lemonade. *grin* He couldn't have been more than six, and he was saving for a bike for himself. AFTER he'd bought his little sister a bike already.
How could I not donate to that???
Then back to bed. I got up about 2 hours ago, and am watching the Illusionist with hubby.
