How could I go to bed without updating?? It’s an obsession, I tell you.
Today was GREAT! We all arose at roughly the same time, although Grace decided to wake up excessively early. Bah humbug on her. She can just play in her crib. I made a big ol’ breakfast, with bacon and scrambled eggs (with cheese) and strawberries, although I am probably the biggest anti-breakfast person you will ever meet. It’s not that I don’t like to eat breakfast (although I rarely do, and yes, I know it’s bad to skip breakfast); it’s more that I just don’t do breakfast food. I’m not one of these people who goes to Denny’s at dinner time and gets the pancake meal. It’s just not my thing.
After breakfast we headed out with absolutely no idea of where we were going. First we went to the post office to get some postcard stamps only to see that Psycho Mail Clerk was on duty. I wanted to turn around and go to the other post office, but there was a mini farmer’s market going on across the street, so I decided to just suck it up.
We walk into the office and ask Psycho Mail Clerk for two books of postcard stamps. “I don’t have books of postcard stamps,” she says. “All I have are rolls of postcard stamps.”
We responded that we didn’t need that many stamps, and she shrugs and says, “It’s all I’ve got!” with a look on her face, challenging us not to buy the roll of stamps.
I just asked if we could buy the old postcard stamps and then add postage. She agreed to that, but you could tell she was pissed that she couldn’t sell us a roll of postcard stamps.
She’s psycho, I tell you!
Then we headed down to the ferry terminal so I could show her how it works. There was yet another farmer’s market going on at the park nearby, so of course we had to stop. This one was awesome! I bought lavender hand lotion from a lavender farm in Sequim (pronounced “Squim”; it’s where most of the lavender is grown in the Northwest) and a set of handknit baby socks and a hat for my friend R, who’s due in August. I wanted so much more, though! I just couldn’t justify most of what I wanted.
We ate lunch at our local awesome Chinese buffet. I think we almost ate too much. Then we found the trail that I’d wanted to take A on the last time she came to visit. I’m thinking we walked at least two and a half miles, although A doesn’t think it was quite that far. Grace walked the whole way too!!
The only problem I had in walking that far is my shoes are too small. When you walk a lot, you ought to have a fair amount of toe wiggle room. All my sneakers were too short for me, so my toes would hurt if I had to walk a while. We had ended up at the mall after our long hike, and I bought a pair of Nikes in a size 9 to accommodate my toesies. My feet feel so much better. I almost didn’t need to take my sneakers off when I came home!
A also wanted to take me out to dinner to thank me for my hospitality, so we ended up at an Indian restaurant. We ate entirely too much food, but boy, was it good! That’s one thing I like about A; she’s very adventuresome when it comes to food, so we’re not eating hamburgers every single day. There is very little she doesn’t like, and she’s so willing to try something new.
We ate so much at dinner that we had to go on another walk to settle our food. This time we headed down to the water to look at the boats and walk along the boardwalk. I’m thinking there was something going on down there (major Memorial Day parties) because it was absolutely packed. I was somewhat surprised at how freely the liquor was flowing. Is it just something that goes together, alcohol and boating? I’ve never seen so much alcohol in my life outside of a bar.
That’s one thing I don’t understand. We have all these holidays now to commemorate various things. Whether you agree with war or not, Memorial Day remembers those we’ve lost in the wars we’ve fought. Why celebrate or commemorate this day by getting drunk off your ass? What happened to visiting veterans’ cemeteries and making sure their gravestones were well-taken care of? Do we even stop for a moment of silence?
I guess people are too busy drinking.