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Blueberries and Starch

August 25, 2007

Saturday is a great day. Smack dab in the middle of the weekend so it doesn’t have all that back-to-work-tomorrow stress that Sunday has. I love Saturday. The day started out full of promise. I got up early (well, early for me on a Saturday) at around 8am and was ready to go at a decent time. Best of all, Kelly wore one of her new dresses, and she looked stunningly beautiful!

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 Earlier in the week, Kelly had wanted to buy some plants and I told her I knew just the place. And so today, we went there first. It’s about half an hour outside of Windsor. A place called Colasantis Tropical Gardens. It’s been around forever. I used to go on field trips as a kid. Part of it is a large greenhouse with all sorts of plants for sale, but it also has a restaurant, a petting zoo, gift shops, a small train for the kids, goofy golf and much more. We had fun wandering around the aisle and by the time we left Kelly was the proud mama of four new little plants.

This is the entrance. It makes it look like a barn, but this is only the entrance, it goes on forever beyond this. And no, we did not pick up any clogs. 

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Kelly shopping in her new dress; are those Cacti, or are they just happy to see her? 

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From there we decided to risk the rain and go blueberry picking. Picking fruit is one of my favorite activities. I try to go blueberry and apple picking every year. I was pleased that Kelly enjoyed it so much. She commented that she had never been picking anything ever, and how much she was enjoying herself. We talked and picked and picked and talked. It rained a bit, I had my umbrella, and Kelly didn’t seem to mind getting wet a bit. We left with a pretty good haul for a first timer and a guy in a wheelchair. In the rain no less. There was a bridge out, so my usual way home was blocked. I tried a different way and got myself a bit turned around. We ended up taking the long way home.

That’s when it happened. We argued about nothing. Well, not nothing. Potatoes and Corn to be specific. I’m not going to get into specifics, but it involved side dishes for upcoming meals and how much starch should one human consume at one sitting.  Don’t over think it because it doesn’t matter. If you’ve been there you know. It’s not about the damned corn. It’s just outside pressures and circumstances blowing up in your face.  And so there we were, driving down a country road at 90km/h, bickering at each other.

We both know what the problem was, we both know how we could have avoided it, and we will certainly do better. Everything is fine now, but for an hour or two I was on eggshells and in a sour mood. Somehow though, when these things happen, I always feel good about it afterwards. We ARE normal. It can’t be peaches and cream all the time right?  Speaking of Peaches and Cream, yes, we did stop and pick up corn after all. Starch, Yum.

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5 Comments leave one →
  1. August 25, 2007 7:59 pm

    The lesson of the day–to avoid bickering? I have to bring my damned almonds with me everywhere I go. I know better than to go on a long outing without snacks in my purse. Low blood sugar = a very nasty temperament. Sigh. Sorry, sweetie.

  2. August 26, 2007 1:17 am

    Oops, I spoke too soon, (in Kelly’s blog)…LOL
    I guess the “honey moon” is over afterall. Well welcome to normal relationship life! You should hear me and mine. Or maybe you shouldn’t! 🙂

    Kelly looks great in the green dress. Blended in with the Happy to see her cacti really well. 😉

  3. August 26, 2007 6:49 pm

    Ditto re Kelly looking great in the dress.

  4. August 27, 2007 3:03 am

    I just saw the first photo of Kelly and the tree. Wonderful shot. You are really LOVELY, LADY! Great shot, Syl.

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