Monday is here and it is a sunny one today. The rain has cleared out and yesterday we went on an adventure. Grab your cup and share this pot of Scottish Breakfast Tea from Taylor’s of Harrogate!
We had such a lazy Sunday. Reading, cleaning house and all those things that need to get accomplished on your days off. I am off today too, but my book pile says otherwise. We knew we needed to make a grocery run and that is where things went horribly wrong!
OU Boy suggested we go to Buy For Less. I said I would rather not and he assured me it would be fine. It was not fine. My nose started wrinkling before I walked in. Then my upper lip started to go up. OU Boy was trying to be cheerful and pointed out asparagus was on sale for 98 cents a pound. I looked and it said From Mexico. To which I said loudly I’m not buying shit from Mexico. We can grow our own food here. And that is where it ended.
Him: Good God, you can’t go around blurting stuff like that out. We are leaving.
Me: Why can’t I? It’s asparagus season, surely someone in the USA is planting it!
Him: Fine, I’ll take you to your store.
So we get to Uptown Market and darn if asparagus wasn’t on sale there as well! I was so happy….OU Boy quips, careful, your inner snob is showing. So yes, there you have it. I am a food snob. I have no control over the nose wrinkle or the lip curl. This market is comforting to me and they are so nice. So we got our stuff and drove by Lake Hefner and saw all the ducks, swans and what I thought were doves but OU Boy said they were pigeons.
When we got home I noticed there were two male ducks fighting to the death in our pool! I went to check it out and they were viciously snapping at each others neck! What is going on I said? OU Boy says, Don’t go near them, they are mating. No I say, they are fighting. They are both males. As I got close a female shoots out of the water and heads for the sky. And they are still fighting. Just like men. The woman has flown off and they still want to fight. Finally they left, but it was disturbing. Much like the first time I saw a rooster and a hen. That was straight up rape there! We got rid of our roosters because we couldn’t look our hens in the face anymore. I’m pretty sure one of them committed suicide by standing in the middle of the road just to not get raped again.
OU Boy made home-made pizza last night and I had beans and veggies. I had a small piece of his pizza and I have to say that dough was spot on.
Then I picked up and finished my book. Jar of Hearts…talk about a thriller!
Have a great Monday and don’t forget to stop for tea. Catch your breath. Calm your soul.