Today I went to the farm. I was looking for zinnias and honeycrisp apples like last year, but there were no apples to be had. It was disappointing, but I did manage to come home with something else nifty: my first ever batch of farm-fresh multi-colored eggs!
Yeah, I know. Where have I been not to have done this years ago? I’ll tell you. I’ve had my feet firmly planted in the land of None of us Eat Eggs Around Here Anyway So Why do I Care What Kind I Get. My sole purpose for buying eggs is to crack them open and hide their guts inside a cake.
I guess all of those multi-colored egg photos on flickr (like the ones above) finally got to me, because I let out a delighted little squeal when I saw the cartons of “our own free range eggs” in shades of white and brown. My only regret is that there were no other colors in the batch. I’d have been over-the-moon if I’d found pale aqua ones.
Of course, I still plan to crack them open and hide their guts inside of a baked good. Probably strawberry-banana bread.
Today is our last day of summer. Aidan is back to school tomorrow for a half day, and then Eamonn starts Kindergarten on Friday. We picked zinnias at the farm today, stopped at our favorite bagel place on the way home, and set up our flowers and our lunch on the living room floor. It’s the last weekday lunch the three of us will be having together for some time.
The rest of our Last Day of Summer Vacation plans include spending the afternoon doing whatever the heck we want to (my concession to them, when I announced we were spending the morning picking flowers, LOL!), and having ice cream for supper. After supper, It’ll be haircuts, showers, and bedtime. Then tomorrow it’s back to the daily grind!
And I wanted to mention my little milestone, too. Today is the third anniversary of my first blog post ever. That’s pretty cool, I think. Things sure have changed, blog-wise, since then. My average number of posts per month in 2005 was 5. This year? 27. Yeah. I’m slightly more chatty now.