What started in March as March Madness, is over. Virginia won it all. Being away for all of March, I missed most of it.
This weekend, the Masters tournament begins. For those inclined to follow–another diversion.
Which leads to the greater question. Who’s minding the store? The worker bees, of course. Work still needs to be done.
My diversion for the weekend, the big-box warehouse store. Easter is approaching. Sure to be even more crowded, with even more than the usual annoyances.
Advice to all–choose your diversions carefully this weekend.
Not Not perfect, ugly produce, has the same nutritional value as picture-perfect produce–and it’s less-expensive. In the recent past, cheaper, ugly produce was all the rage.
According to a recent Associated Press article, several major food store chains have stopped selling blemished produce, because, “there has not been as much customer demand as hoped. They were worried, “the cheaper produce could cannibalize sales of regular produce.”
Less expensive, blemished produce would be ground up, cooked, canned–sold to food banks.
Did this mean, ugly food was OK, as long as it was kept out of sight? Out of mind? Or, as long as it didn’t cut into profit margins?
At this time
Maybe next week
Two months from now
Maybe next year
On nearby rooftops
Beauty, missed by most
Cricket chirps silent
They were all dead
Trash bin, behind building
Mistaken for homeless person
On the “wrong side of the tracks”
Because, that was what was
Expected to be seen
Just two days ago, the new local supermarket, was just a concrete slab. Today, Wednesday, there are walls standing. Interesting to watch construction progress, from the YMCA, across the street.
My furniture upholstery project seems to be an awesome success. Faded areas returned to original color. Have to admit, I didn’t feel confident as to results.
It’s pumpkin spice everything season–once again. Do you have special plans? Just like the Holiday Season, it starts earlier every year.
I like pumpkin pie, pumpkin cheesecake. Don’t care to have everything pumpkin spiced. Pumpkin spice pet foods? Do you think Fido or Fluffy really care?
Or, what you may not know. Phrases spoken many times over by TV news anchors.
If I didn’t know something, How would I know what it was, that I wasn’t supposed to know?
Furthermore, why would this unknown knowledge, be a concern?
I like making my own decisions about what’s important and suspect there are many others like me.
Tomorrow is the second, state and local, primary election. There’s the possibility of more run-off elections before November. Hoping for the best outcome–and no more mudslinging political ads.
What did the “b” represent? Maybe, breakfast? No, it stood for “burgers.” What a letdown. IHOb, nee IHOP’s decision, to enter the burger wars was a real head-scratcher.
How will this play out? There’s too much competition already. They kept the “International House of” prefix.
Will they be offering burgers revved up with salsa, pizza sauce, blue cheese, jalapeno, and the like?
At the recent G7 summit, Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau’s eyebrows, were the topic of conversation in some circles. Were they real or fake?
Inspired by the Duchess of Sussex, Meghan Markle’s complexion, there were some that aspired to tattooed freckles.
On the home front, my dogs no longer sported their pouty faces, after monthly flea, heartworm, and tick treatments. Forgive and forget. That’s one of the reasons why I liked my dogs more than most people.