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It's Garbage Day, Again. I'm not going to talk about garbage, other than to say that tonight we put the garbage cans out on the curb.  It seems like I just brought them in, which is my way of saying that lately the days go by much too quickly. I had planned to write a post on Monday, then yesterday, and then before lunch this morning. Now, I want to post this before I start making dinner in um 20 minutes.

It's going to be a good dinner, too. We went to the Farmers Market this afternoon. All three of us—the Mama, the Husband, and me. It was a rare outing for the Mama and even rarer because she initiated the adventure. She was able to walk a block, back and forth, before she tired out. Hurrah for the 90+ Mama! Although, afterwards, when she plopped into the car, she said, "I don't think I will come anymore." And, when we reached home, she said, "I don't think I can go anywhere anymore. I want to sit down all the time."

We could get her a walker with a chair so that she could sit whenever she wanted, but she won't push a walker. She won't use a cane for that matter because she feels that using a cane makes you get older quicker. Maybe she's right. I don't know. I like using a walking stick when we go on hikes. It gives me false confidence when I'm going downhill. Anyway, I'd like to find something that we can subtly carry and open for her to sit whenever she needs to rest. Any ideas?

Okay, time for me to go make dinner, which will be fresh basil and garlic pasta, Italian basil mozzarella sausage, with steamed sugar peas and asparagus. Dessert will be a slice of cinnamon roll and fruit salad composed of apple, peach, strawberries, and nectarines. Except for the apple, everything was purchased at the Farmers Market. I love going to Farmers Markets. How about you?

By the way (I know, I'm being non-sequitur today), the happy broccolis was on the side of an Albertson's truck. I took the photo as we were driving down the freeway to San Diego for the 60th wedding anniversary of the Husband's Uncle and Aunt. I was planning on writing about our weekend adventure and maybe I will one day.

Posted by Su-sieee! Mac at 6:28 PM 10 comments: Labels: having fun, nonsequitur rambling, the mama


A Kind and Thoughtful Guy The other day the Husband pushed my pink beach cruiser along the highway while I walked slowly behind him. Is that a sweetheart or what?

I'd ridden nearly 8 miles when I heard POW! My rear wheel shook like something got caught in the spokes. A few minutes later, the bicycle was not going as fast as my feet were pedaling it. Hello, Flat Tire. Grrrr.

Thank goodness, I had the camera to distract myself as I pushed the bicycle beside me. Want to see the photos that I took of cows & horses, grass, palm trees, and yellow barn?

And, I had the cell phone. Pshew. It was days like that I was glad I paid attention to the Husband when he asked, "Do you have the phone?" It took a couple of tries before I got hold of the Husband to tell him what happened so he and the Mama wouldn't worry.

"Would you like me to come and walk with you?" he asked.

"You don't have to," I said, "But, that would be nice."

About 40 minutes later, I was waving and ringing the bicycle bell to catch the husband's attention on the other side of the street.

"Hi," he said, handing me a banana.


"I brought some water, too, but I spilled most of it."

We pulled over into the shade of an orchard to rest. I didn't want to sit down. It would be just harder to struggle back up. My feet were tired and aching in my worn down blue Converse shoes, which were good for pedaling bicycles but not for walking. As I ate the banana, the Husband talked about how it took him awhile to get the Mama to understand that I had a flat tire and I walking down the highway, but I was fine.

"I thought about driving over," he said. "But I didn't know where any rope was for tying the bike in the trunk."

I nodded, pushing  the bike back onto the highway, "Here, let me take it," said the Husband.

"I think I need to lean on it to walk. You know like the way Mama pushes a shopping cart in the store. False confidence."

"The bike's heavy. You'll be able to walk better without it. Give it a try," he said.


As he took the bike, he said, "Anytime you want it, just let me know."

The Husband was right. It was easier.  And, when we got home, he asked if I'd like to go out to breakfast.

What a guy, don't you think?

Posted by Su-sieee! Mac at 9:05 PM 17 comments: Labels: forging forward, having fun, outdoor adventure, the husband


A Bargain Jar of Pickles 

Open-Faced Tuna Fish Sandwich

As Julia Child used to say, "Bon Appétit!" Labels: musing, recipe, saving money


Liebster Award = Revealing A Bunch about Moi 

The Rules for Accepting the Liebster Award

11 Facts about Me The 11 Questions that Birgit of BB Creations Asked Me My Nominees for the Liebster Award

11 Questions for the Nominees Labels: awards, blogs to read


A Fun Time was Had by Me at the A to Z Labels: 2014 A to Z Blogging Challenge, blogs to read


Things to Do Today The first, okay, maybe it was the fourth, thing I did this morning before breakfast was write that To Do list.

I did finish the mystery I've been reading at breakfast. I diligently stuck with the story although I didn't care for the protagonist who was too much of an insecure whiner. But once I learned who the suspect was, I skimmed through the final scenes. I closed the book and purposely went to complete something else.

For about the next two hours, I topped off the Mama's outdoor potted plants with potting soil. It was something I had been thinking about doing for the last two summers. The other week, while the Mama was watering her plants, she mentioned that they needed more soil.

"Uh-huh," I said, glancing at them and thinking I need to do that before she got to it. Fortunately, for me, a few days ago, the Husband and I bought three huge bags of potting soil. The Mama requested one, but I bought two extra bags. Not because I was going to add soil to the potted plants but because I have plans on building a planter box to replace the broken-down one full of roses. And, I would need those bags for the new planter box.

Yup. You got it. I used up those two extra bags topping off the Mama's potted plants, and I didn't even get to all the pots. They will have to wait for another day and maybe it won't be in the distant future.

The items on today's written To Do list? We shall see.

Posted by Su-sieee! Mac at 2:06 PM 16 comments: Labels: forging forward, gardening, nonsequitur rambling, the mama