Solid

Solid weekend. Full of alcoholic treats, and lots of walking. Petting noses of cart ponies.

HorseChaser came out to visit for a few days. She and I played hooky and went to the beach to wiggle our toes in the sand yesterday. The water was actually warmer than I expected. It was a good day of doing silly touristy things. I'd love to go back, but a public beach on a monday is one thing, on a weekend, I'm sure is far different story.
We both lamented that we had forgotten buckets and shovels.

All in all, a good day. Cleaned a bit, returned a slew of bottles, vaccumed. Yay, productive.

Trying to take stock of what I'll need for war. Hard when I'm never in the same place more than a week.
Must find a place to start my staging area.

Hungery now. Hrrm.

- K.

Where it's from (For Mknnohbdy)

To Market -
( A Mother Goose Nursery Rhyme)

"To market, to market, to buy a fat pig,
Home again, home again, jiggety-jig;

To market, to market, to buy a fat hog,
Home again, home again, jiggety-jog;

To market, to market, to buy a plum bun,
Home again, home again, market is done."



An alternate version of the first verse is:
"To market, to market, to buy a fat pig,
Home again, home again, dancing a jig;"

- k.

Welcome to last-minute land...

OK SCA'rs

9' x 12' or 10' x 14' ?

It's a difference of about $50.

- k.