“Robert, please get me a lemon and some fresh thyme,” I said-pled, as we finished up some shopping, and I headed to the car, while he was trekking across the street to one of our favorite little independent grocers.
Back home I delved into magical alchemy …
Homemade simple syrup, fresh-squeezed lemon juice, orange slices and … some THYME.
Slash it all together with some Tito’s and voilà …
Wait, that is not the best shot!
That’s a little better.
But here, look at the lavender blooms of the thyme through the glass …
Does anybody else take photos while you’re waiting in the exam room when you go to see the doctor?
No? Really? Why not?
Is this against HIPPA rules or something?
Well, this morning brought my yearly appointment at my ophthalmologist. Since it’s a new year, I’ve been making my rounds to various specialists. Haven’t you?
For some reason (reminder: talk to therapist about this), while I am waiting for the doctor—any doctor— to make her/his appearance, I get all giddy nervous and therefore anxiously try to figure out how to pass the time before she/he enters and aggressively takes my blood pressure or sticks a needle in me.
The answer? Intra-medical-office photography!
My eyes have just been dilated, so I can’t really see you.
And I can’t quite figure out how to interpret this writing on yonder wall …
Huh?
“E.T. Phone home” maybe?
I’ll probably be getting a new eyeglass prescription.
A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
So Robert and I were at Whole Foods today shopping for a few (emphasis “few”) things: his deionized water (don’t get me started), dried porcini mushrooms (don’t get me started, again — one of his recipes) and my white balsamic vinegar, which I REALLY needed for an incredible salad dressing that I have fallen in love with. (I’m a retired English professor, so I know better than to end a sentence with a proposition, but who cares? I’m retired.)
We were successful with finding the water and the white balsamic vinegar. And all went well until we got to the checkout counter.
For some reason when we tried to scan the white balsamic vinegar, it said “Price cannot be resolved” as if we were in some United Nations mediation.
The delightfully beautiful clerk went to try to figure out what the “Resolve” issue was. She came back, beaming and said “It’s free!“
Our (my) white balsamic vinegar when we got home, proudly standing on our counter.
So then (we’re back at Whole Foods now) we went onto our next item, fresh Turmeric!
Okay, explanation. I have been having a bit of an issue with high blood pressure lately. I have been trying to incorporate both fresh ginger and fresh turmeric into our diet.
I put the turmeric down on the scale thingy.
Walked a little closer.
Walked a little closer still and saw her.
Do you see her? She’s walking to the left with a healthy gait. Encouraging me!
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