8/23/09

Tonight the two of us ate dinner, "American style", which meant eating on the floor in front of a DVD episode of the Gilmore Girls. I have been hooked, and am rooting for Luke, though I can't say the relationship has me convinced. We ate my lasagna with green beans from the parent's garden and lettuce from Smiths. I have fallen for the white poppy seed dressing in the bottle with the peach (?) on it and for Santa Fe style tortilla strips, no matter the theme of the salad laid below their seasoned and crunchy goodness. It was all thoroughly enjoyable, with the sliding door open and the fan on, our house squat under the dark clouds and easy blowing of a pre-autumn storm. It looks like night out the window, but there is light blue sky on the horizon. One of my favorite things. Autumn foods are on the mind.

We took Z to the lake today while the clouds were moving fast overhead. A female duck hopped up on the boardwalk and followed us, Z watching her intently for some time. We fed her two orange goldfish crackers and moved on. We fed Z many goldfish crackers as she waved at passers by and swung her striped leggings about in the stroller. I almost, almost, had to put a jacket over my fleece vest and short sleeves. Beebs put her hood on over wet hair and when I laughed exclaimed she would fall prey to pneumonia if exposed to the breeze, leaving me alone to nurse her back to health and wrangle the Z. When she lowered the hood I put it back up.