It's May 9th and 95 degrees and oh, so very dry - no rain in the forecast. I've been dumping water on my herbs and tomatoes every day, and they wilt in hours. The poor tomato plants are struggling, even though I tried to plant them where they would get some shade/shelter at least part of the day. The basil is doing so well I need to transplant it into a larger planter - I put the herbs in planters so I can move them into shade as needed. And I need to find a use for lemon balm, because it is growing like crazy.
Otherwise, going back to work was a depressing shock to the system, and the less said about it, the better. Time to make serious plans to change this situation.
Girlchild's back is not good at all. After TWO months of calling it a "pulled muscle" or a "strain" and screwing around with it, the work comp doctors finally conceded that perhaps they should authorize an MRI. Um, yeah. She has multiple flattened/bulging/screwed-up disks in her lumbar spine. Now, two months after the initial injury, she can finally get authorized to see an orthopedist. Then we will see where it goes from there. Mom is trying not to freak out, but it's so hard to see your baby - even your 25 year old baby who is much taller than you are and quite competent at managing her own life - with an injury like that.
Talked to Boy in Seattle - he's doing fine and liking it out there. He is thrilled with the public transportation system; so far he has not even bothered to rent a car. And of course, it's Seattle, so there is Coffee, and Music, and all things he likes.
Since returning from MD I have been on a quest to find the cheese Bess brought to share - the label says "morbier montboissi". I tried a morbier I found at the supermarket; it was nothing like the incredibly creamy and delicate cheese she brought from the cheese shop. It wasn't awful, just not anything special. (Murphy thought it was fabulous and sends his thanks to Auntie Bess for sending his mama on this crazy cheese quest - it has enriched his life.)
So, today during the usual Saturday running around, I popped into The Fresh Market, my usual source for unusual foodstuffs. I don't go in there often at all - I think the last time was before Christmas. Still no luck. But all was not lost - I discovered that TFM has started carrying beer from Highland Brewing Company of Asheville, NC. I was introduced to their beer on my first visit to Boy's new home town, loved it, and mourned that it wasn't distributed here. Now, it IS! I found, and am currently sipping, the Gaelic Ale, and if they start carrying the St. Terese's Pale Ale, I may have to start shopping at Fresh Market more than 2x a year. I tend to forget it's there until I'm looking for something special.
The cheese quest continues, but the beer search has ended.
Knitting? Oh, yeah, that. I am working on a Top Seekrit Projekt, it's almost done. I will do my damndest to finish it by tomorrow evening, and will take a photo then. It's a fun little project for a little person, and that's all I'll say about that.
But right now I'm itching to wind up some of that lovely stuff I bought for myself at MDS&W - I just have to figure out which, and for what.