Journey & Adventure

No matter how you pronounce it – they are delicious!   Yes, things are sooooo boring in my life at the moment that I’m actually writing about tomatoes.     Are they a fruit or vegetable?   Friend or foe?   Who cares?   I love them.   Tomatoes are now “in season” here in Canada and I’m lucky to live in the heart of farm country, with easy access to fresh local produce.    I eat at least one tomato at every meal and know it’s time to cut back on the tomatoes when I start getting canker sores in my mouth from all of the acid.   Yes, I love them that much…   I actually consider myself a bit of a tomato connoisseur and can usually tell how good they will be by smell alone.   Yes, I admittedly sniff my way through the produce department.     Loser?   Ummm, yes.   But you probably already figured that out already by this post alone.   ...

On Tomatoes…   The Boy:   What should I do with a half of a tomato?   Me:         Um…wrap it up and leave it on the counter.   The Boy:     But, I already put it in the refrigerator.   Me:         Then why did you ask me what to do with it?     The Boy:   I dunno.   Me:    By the way, what are you doing with a tomato?   (I ask because he hasn’t eaten a sliced tomato since he was 2)   The Boy:   I made a sandwich.   Me:         But you don’t like tomatoes.   The Boy:     I still don’t like tomatoes.   I didn’t do it for me.   It was done for the sake of the sandwich.   Me:   Stop texting me.                  ...

Since Thursday of last week, the girl in the office next to mine has been complaining to everyone that the ringer on her phone is too loud and that she can’t turn it down any further.  Honestly, I can’t hear it ring, so I don’t know what she is complaining about.   I guess some people just need to fuss over the most miniscule items. Speaking of fussing – we are expecting yet another snow storm tomorrow.  Apparently Mother Nature hasn’t forgiven me for calling her a bitch on numerous occasions and is sending another 10 inches my way.  Yeah for me! The Boy is home from school this week.  It’s “reading week”.  Funny thing, he hasn’t read anything yet.   Perhaps, it should be called “sleeping during the day week” instead. Speaking of The Boy.  He’s decided that when he’s done school, he’d like to move to a Caribbean island and live on the beach and he firmly believes, he doesn’t need a job to do that.   IF he mana...