Alas, no camera yet.
And there are so many things to show you! They will just have to wait. Thank goodness they aren't of a perishable nature.
But I did get a jar of pumpkin butter from a certain person in a certain midwestern state. It seems like a kind of Harry Potterish food. I'll let you know how it tastes after I make up some homemade biscuits which I have decided would be the best way to do the taste test. Tonight's dinner includes meat, so no can do the biscuits because I make them with buttermilk. So maybe tomorrow night.
You know it was a lovely Spring day today. I saw a thermometer while on the way up to the knitting get together. It said 69 degrees. Quite pleasant.
I was feeling nostalgic for the country roads I used to drive on up north in the Spring. Windows down, green grassy smell wafting in the air, gray squirrels running across the road, deer in the alfalfa fields.... hardly a car in sight. - Sigh. Now all I see as I'm driving down the road are car butts. Everywhere I look, car butts. Right up in my face too. I'm tellin' you, some days it's hard to be a country soul living in the city.
I have sent off one of the spinning wheels to The Mother. It should arrive a day before I get there. It has wool tucked into the package all ready to practice spinning with. But oh my stars and garters.... the cost of sending something of that irregular nature by UPS took my breath away. I mean wow. I'll tell you what, I am officially declaring our current economy, for lack of a better word... 'inflated'. The cost for services rendered is out of whack. Almost decadent.
Yes, decadent.
And a closely related word... indecent.
Too bad the thing is so unwieldy. Else I could have taken it on the plane with me.
I wonder if a largish wooden spinning wheel would make it through security? Think I could hold it over my head for 7 hours? It would not fit in the overhead compartment, trust me.
Rats.
My debit card is still crying. Excuse me while I to go mop up after it.