It has gone anywhere from a drizzle to a downpour today. When I went outside this morning, I checked the rain gauge and there was almost an inch. If my calculations are right, that means almost 2″ of rain we’ve had in the last three days. It isn’t a whole lot but it helps make the carrots grow.
I’d spent a lot of time weighing whether or not to go out and about today. Finally, I bit the bullet, grabbed a couple of bags of chips I had on hand and blended up some cashew dip to go with them. To keep Genese from finding out, I hadn’t said anything about getting Ciruli Brothers Champagne Mangoes at Walmart the other day. I wanted her to be surprised.
The “picnic” was moved indoors because of the weather. I got there a couple of minutes before noon which is when it was supposed to start. I hadn’t eaten breakfast because I didn’t want to have two meals so close together. There weren’t many people there and when I asked when we’d be eating, I was told 12:30.
At 12:20, I decided to go ahead and take the mangoes to Genese. When I went into her room, she was in a deep sleep. I put the fruit on her table and tiptoed out. The clock in my car said 12:31 when I pulled out onto the bypass.
Walking into the fellowship hall, I figured the lines would have formed. WRONG!! I was in plenty of time to walk around and visit before the blessing was said.
There was quite a crowd there and lots of desserts were entered in the bakeoff contest. I didn’t take anything, myself. Three winners were announced but I still don’t know who they were.
I tempted fate by eating a vegan burger. It’s the first time I ever went to a picnic where there was such fare and no mayonnaise. I had figured some Vegenaise would be available but it wasn’t. The dip I’d made really wasn’t a mayo-type dip but that’s what I used. It wasn’t delicious. However, I was hungry so I ate it anyway. One of the ladies had brought vegan potato salad that was almost as good as mine and another a millet casserole with tomatoes. The pastor’s wife baked cookies that were so good I made a pig of myself and ate three. I was uncomfortably stuffed.
Sitting at the table with me was another kala namak addict. She said the last she’d gotten was very fine. I’d had some like that and I emailed the company. The explanation was that it’s repackaged from huge bags and when it gets toward the bottom, the salt is finer and finer. You never know if you get the top of the bag or the bottom. It all tastes the same so I don’t worry about it.
There were supposed to be games after the meal but I didn’t stay for that. One of my friends gave me the rest of her cucumber slices (so good!) and I helped myself to potato salad to bring home. Some tiny slices of watermelon appeared after I’d eaten all sorts of other stuff so I didn’t have any. It looked like a decent one, too. Maybe I’ll get a delicious melon before the summer’s over. I’ve had one that was pretty bad.
When I got home, my cousin called and asked me to feed the critters. She was concerned about the kittens, too. I figured they would vamoose when they saw me. I got their food pan, dried it out and filled it. When I took it outside, here they came! I put it under their little deck to keep it dry then I fed the sugar babies.
It’s still raining and cool. I had to put a long sleeved shirt on. In spite of the weather, I’ve been hearing some booms. I haven’t looked out to see if there are showers of sparks to go with them.
My one meal has sufficed. After I drank my water, I had a cup of Dandy Blend to help warm me up. (Did I really say that? People, it’s JULY!) I’m getting sleepy. Twinkle’s on her favorite nighttime chair. It’s bedtime.