- We are cucumber rich. I used this phrase in a conversation with Joanie at SuperLu this morning. She laughed. (SuperLu is the grocery store SuperValu. The “Va” on the sign on the side of the building were burnt out for a long time, hence, SuperLu.) I may drop in with a small bag of cukes for her tomorrow along with the recipe for Spicy Frozen Cucumbers. Mr. Big Food will be taking in a bag for Kelly tomorrow, too.
- Reflection. How great is it to know the names of the people ringing you up at the store every Sunday? And not just because you look at their name tags. Mark rang us up at the Pig. James took our stuff out to the truck. That’s a thing– folks carting your groceries to your truck. Not at all unusual to hear, “James. Come up front for carryout.” James is the assistant manager, by the way.
- This Bonnie being with baby business is interesting. I was starting to have my doubts. By my calculations, she would be due late this month and so I expected to see some signs by now. SueK, did you tell me that wasn’t the case? Can’t remember. Just yesterday I *think* noticed a pair of teats. We’ll see.
- Speaking of The Dumbies, as Mr. Big Food calls them, they’re getting on nicely with Gentleman Jack. (And he is that, by the way!) Jack tries to put his big head through the fence to nozzle them but it doesn’t fit. Clyde’s does. It’s sweet to see them be so friendly.
- Among the 500+
crappyold books that Daughter C and The J-Man left behind in the apartment were three book boxes full of those in which I had an interest. I cataloged two boxes yesterday putting my library of crappyold books at 3419. One was Emily Post’sMrs. Price Post’s Etiquette: “The Blue Book of Social Usage”. My God, she must have been a bi*ch in real life. You should see what she had to say about putting dinner napkins to the side of the forks. Called it vulgar. Let’s confirm my impression.
- Another Daughter C left was Jericho: The South Beheld (1974) written by James Dickey (Deliverance) and featuring the watercolors of Hubert Shuptrine. I haven’t read the words but the art is beautiful. Here’s a review from GoodReads:
Shuptrine’s watercolors, as Dickey admits, are not designed to “go with” Dickey’s text, but if you take Dickey up on his opening invitation (to flit invisible through the South with eyes and self wide-open), they ARE the landscape. Published in the mid-Seventies, it’s a bit too nostalgic about its subject–I am not sure Dickey’s eyes are THAT wide-open–but it is a ambiguously beautiful book, and some of Dickey’s best writing is herein.https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/963846.Jericho
- Supposedly there’s a heat wave a-comin’. One model is forecasting a temperature of 100 degrees tomorrow. The others are more conservative– high of 90-92 Monday and 91-94 Tuesday. Here’s what The Government has to say:
Monday Mostly sunny, with a high near 96. Heat index values as high as 107. Calm wind.
- Geeze. A whole new challenge has just presented itself. TTYL.