Too early for watermelon... in These titles mean nothing.

  • June 6, 2020, 7:49 a.m.
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.. at least at my grocery store. I bought one yesterday - a small round one, about the size of a large cannonball. I should have known better - watermelons should wait till July? or after my birthday? But I trusted my store - it tries hard - and thought if it has ‘em, they must be good.

This morning when I was up extremely early, I cut it in half and scooped one half into a bowl with some pretty decent cantaloupe, and it tasted pretty much like nothing. It was seedless of course and I’m not a huge fan of seedless watermelon in the first place. But we will see. Fruit is fruit and fruit is good.

Stores are struggling to get what they want and have to take what they can get - the assistant manager told me as he checked out my order. The sign at the peaches said ‘Soft peaches are in”. I bought some of them too. Not sure exactly HOW soft they are. The season is advancing and everything should be getting more naturally sweet. Let’s hope.

I had something else to tell you but can’t remember what.

I saw my old boss from my old job shopping. I struggled to remember her name, I was wearing my mask, I didn’t meet her directly, so I didn’t speak to her. She was a pretty good boss. This was the place that announced it was closing and then delayed it several times, but I think the place may be closed now.

Last night we took back the borrowed Honda Odyssey to Jim’s friend. They have rehabbed a little town church into a really nice home. I hadn’t seen it before. They’ve built a shed for his semi too, and have quite a bit of land with it. Lovely deck with both sunset and sunrise exposure. They have a little teddy bear dog named Benjy who has a nice personality. Jim was best man when they married, both their kids are grown and launched, and they have a nice life.

Jim’s got Joana’s tv working. You would not believe - the Bachelor might even be available. I watched part of a Night Court this morning and was totally enamored. John Astin played Harry Anderson’s dad who had been evicted from an institution and moved in with Harry.

Oh hell. Back to grocery shopping. Not only did I buy an unripe melon but I bought the wrong rice krispies treats. How can things like that happen? Repeatedly?

There is a slight explanation but you’ll have to ask for it.


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