August 31st, 2002

Roman

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I finished Mad in America last night. I wonder if I have some sort of outrage thing going on inside me, that I am sucking up these muckraking books lately. I have always had a passion for correcting injustice or at least learning more about it but lately this seems to be at an all-time high. In any case, though, I think this book needs to be read by everyone who values his or her health.

I intend to delve into related subjects, particularly antidepressants.
Roman

Farmers Market

Time to head out to get fresh fruits and veggies. I have used most of what I bought last weekend, have even bought more at the supermarket, so I think I can lay in more than I did last week.
Roman

one with nature

I bought a hummingbird feeder yesterday, that attaches to the window. I boiled up some sugar water and let it cool in the fridge overnight. This morning I filled the feeder and attached it to the window. Of course, so far, no hummingbirds. The other birds are out in force, though, so maybe they'll tell their hummingbird friends.

The farmers market was full of tomatoes, peaches, apples, oranges, and other wonderful things. There is one guy there who sells a variety of different vegetables and is almost a vegetable proselytizer without being annoying. It just comes naturally, I think. He's the only one with the Chinese long beans, and he has several varieties of egg plants and peppers. He will offer suggestions on cooking to anyone who picks up anything. I bought two small skinny eggplants, a light color, and he threw in a dark-colored one so I could find out the difference between them.

After filling up my cloth bag I headed for the nearby Starbucks. As usual on a Saturday morning, a line. They handled it well, brought it down quickly. But when I got outside with my tea (I asked for a grande size cup but only one teabag, and when the guy charged me the full grande price of $1.65 I said I'll take the second tea bag too, which I took home with me) all the tables were filled. There weren't any other tables or places to sit in the vicinity so I headed for my car.

I decided to look for a futon frame, so I can use Elaine's futon in the living room as a couch or love seat. Goodwill didn't have any, and the futon store had only fairly expensive wood types. I realized when I went there that the twin size is only going to fit the love seat size frame, so at least I know now what to look for. Now I'm back. I put the fresh food away. I am worried that I will not use it all. I think I can make a few soups, use up some of the veggies, especially the chili pepper I bought, and some fresh basil. I still have some of the veggie lo mein left that I made last night, plenty for lunch.

But mainly I need to get to the storage building.
Roman

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My knees are not making shed work easy. I have to get up and down from the shed floor, which means jarring my knees each time I go down. So I came inside to do laundry, start some baby limas cooking (with lots of fresh veggies), and now I'm working on reconciling my checking account. So exciting.