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Sep. 2nd, 2006 11:57 amIt's Saturday morning, and I'm finishing up my morning pot of tea and wondering what to do with my weekend. This is not a question of me finding a project to occupy me, it's a question of which items on my lengthy to-do list are actually going to get done. (Or at least, attempted.)
One thing that's definitely going to get done is for me to worry about my friend Deslie, who is currently vacationing at a resort near the tip of the Baja Peninsula. Normally I don't worry at all about Deslie, under any circumstances (heck, I trust her enough to train bread bakers), but the Baja is currently being mauled by Hurricane John and that's a bit much to handle, even by her. The latest info on the National Hurricane Center shows that the eye of John has moved north of the tip, but that still leaves a lot of storm in the vicinity of the resort. (The NHC, btw, has an amazingly cool and informative website. If you are at all interested in the world's weather you should really check it out.) So whatever else I do this weekend I'm going to be thinking, worrying and praying over Deslie's welfare.
Closer to home, I want to get some gardening done. I didn't get a single green bean this year, which really annoys me. I never managed to spot whatever-it-was that was eating up my bean plants, either. I think I'll pull up the remains of the plans and put in some kale seeds. The beans should have at least enriched the soil a little, and kale thrives in cooler weather. I also want to plant some cold-weather stuff in large containers and put them up against the house so that they are protected from the north and open to the south. How far into fall/winter, I wonder, could I keep a harvest going? Meanwhile, my Black Russian tomato has set one--count them, ONE--tomato. My Yellow Jelly Bean, on the other hand, is producing a handful of small, bright yellow tomatoes every couple of days. This has been a real treat for my lunchbox--I've been picking them right before I leave for work so they are super-fresh when I eat them.
I should also get some cooking done! I have a chicken and two bunches of broccoli raab in my fridge that need love. (Though not necessarily together.) I also have some too-brown-to-eat bananas, and now that the weather is cool enough that I can bake again I can do some of my grandmother's banana bread. I think I'll bake it up as muffins, though-then I can pop them in the freezer and have them for breakfast the next week or two.
On Sunday I'm going to go to the State Fair with Genevieve (knits) and Pam (crochets). Normally we spend Sunday afternoon hanging out and doing our yarn stuff together, but we've decided to take a field trip to the fair. There we shall admire the various textile exhibits and eat funnel cake. Those goals accomplished we'll just wander around and look at stuff. I think there's going to be tractor-pulls going on this weekend as well, so I might try to talk my comrades into watching those for awhile.
What else? Pack box for mailing, get to post office to mail box, put away suitcase from Gencon, take stuff to recycling center, write letters, sort mail, do laundry...ugh. Time to get dressed and moving, I guess.
One thing that's definitely going to get done is for me to worry about my friend Deslie, who is currently vacationing at a resort near the tip of the Baja Peninsula. Normally I don't worry at all about Deslie, under any circumstances (heck, I trust her enough to train bread bakers), but the Baja is currently being mauled by Hurricane John and that's a bit much to handle, even by her. The latest info on the National Hurricane Center shows that the eye of John has moved north of the tip, but that still leaves a lot of storm in the vicinity of the resort. (The NHC, btw, has an amazingly cool and informative website. If you are at all interested in the world's weather you should really check it out.) So whatever else I do this weekend I'm going to be thinking, worrying and praying over Deslie's welfare.
Closer to home, I want to get some gardening done. I didn't get a single green bean this year, which really annoys me. I never managed to spot whatever-it-was that was eating up my bean plants, either. I think I'll pull up the remains of the plans and put in some kale seeds. The beans should have at least enriched the soil a little, and kale thrives in cooler weather. I also want to plant some cold-weather stuff in large containers and put them up against the house so that they are protected from the north and open to the south. How far into fall/winter, I wonder, could I keep a harvest going? Meanwhile, my Black Russian tomato has set one--count them, ONE--tomato. My Yellow Jelly Bean, on the other hand, is producing a handful of small, bright yellow tomatoes every couple of days. This has been a real treat for my lunchbox--I've been picking them right before I leave for work so they are super-fresh when I eat them.
I should also get some cooking done! I have a chicken and two bunches of broccoli raab in my fridge that need love. (Though not necessarily together.) I also have some too-brown-to-eat bananas, and now that the weather is cool enough that I can bake again I can do some of my grandmother's banana bread. I think I'll bake it up as muffins, though-then I can pop them in the freezer and have them for breakfast the next week or two.
On Sunday I'm going to go to the State Fair with Genevieve (knits) and Pam (crochets). Normally we spend Sunday afternoon hanging out and doing our yarn stuff together, but we've decided to take a field trip to the fair. There we shall admire the various textile exhibits and eat funnel cake. Those goals accomplished we'll just wander around and look at stuff. I think there's going to be tractor-pulls going on this weekend as well, so I might try to talk my comrades into watching those for awhile.
What else? Pack box for mailing, get to post office to mail box, put away suitcase from Gencon, take stuff to recycling center, write letters, sort mail, do laundry...ugh. Time to get dressed and moving, I guess.
