Mark & Ethan are off looking at colleges, Northeastern & George Washington. Not sure what their Saturday night plans are; tomorrow they’re taking the train from Boston to DC.
So I’m on my own. This morning I braved the rain and cold and went to the first farmers’ market; bought some potatoes from Matt – his daughter’s in college in Boston, so we talked, and spinach from Sung Haven, and Willi’s Swiss cheese.
But I didn’t brave the tea partiers, and go back down and protest at noon. Sounds like they were good and outnumbered, but Bill Lueders’ coverage just gives me that angry feeling, when you’re being misunderstood, and there’s no way on earth you can explain well enough to make those people get it. I mean, get rid of those freeloading teachers who don’t pay any taxes?? The world is going in the toilet anyway, so get rid of the EPA, too.
After the market, I came home and had a bowl of oatmeal for breakfast.
Oatmeal with apples and raisons and brown sugar
Those raisons were marked “Flame” raisons – I guess made from Flame red grapes – and they were a little seedy. I bought some new ones at the co-op and threw the last of bag away – composted it actually.
I found out that the last update to my food & exercise diary iPhone app included a bar code scanner – so I amused myself scanning in some of the food in my breakfast – like the organic valley milk.
I tried to take an iPhone movie of the few snowflakes that fell. I weeded my drawers and the hall closet, and brought up ta box and a bag from the basement and filled the whole hatchback of the car with clothes for goodwill. After dropping off at goodwill, I forced myself to go to the pool – I had the I don wannies. My ears and neck are sore from a tetnus shot & sinus infection. I thought it’d be really crowded at the Y, because it’s so nasty out, weatherwise (and otherwise) but it’s the Madison schools spring break so I had a whole lane to myself. So, I went and of course felt way better after swimming for 30 minutes.
I shopped at Willy St. on my way home from the pool. Since I got new this morning, I cooked last week’s spinach with Indian spices and made the last of the old potatoes, replaced by the new ones from Matt, into Indian mashed potatoes, both recipes from the vegetables section of my from my Madhur Jaffrey easy Indian book.
Indian mashed taters and spinach
Now I’m going to go pay $3 to watch Liam Neeson with no memory at the cheap theater. But I better go bring in the mail, first.
