just a few things that made it home from the market…
I was super organized this morning. I had my list full of things crossed off before I stepped one foot out of the door. I did forget one thing, though.
I was about to head off to the farmers’ market when I noticed that I was feeling a bit warm. I was feeling a bit moist, too. Then it hit me. I missed a step between “it rubs the lotion on its skin” and “brusha, brusha, brusha.” Thankfully, the realization wasn’t accompanied by that all too natural scent, eau d’humanity.
Why am I telling the world that I forgot my anti-perspirant this morning? Because it cut down on my mosey. I couldn’t take in what every stand had on offer. I, even, had on the pretty dress and was carrying the market basket.*
I knew I wouldn’t want to venture back out into the heat if I went back to the office to freshen up after a not so quick** trip to Fright Aid. So, on a sunny LA afternoon, I put the Tom’s in the bottom of the basket, held my head high and arms tight, and I quickly hit Pershing SQ.
From the looks of things, too quick. Really, there was only one guy I missed. But, his spot was packed with people and I was not in the mood for any discenting opinions.
So, I got what I got and I’m sitting here, eating those strawberries, wondering if I’ll have enough left to make Bryant’s Strawberry Hot Pepper Jam.
Nikki♥
*Yes, I take the market basket to work. It’s the only way the tomatoes survive the commute.
**Standing in that line that didn’t seem long, yet took forever, I really wanted to twist the cap and put Tom to work. Alas, I just kept sweating.