Almost parallel universes

 

          Here we are in the ‘sunshine state’. And sunshine we’ve got- plenty of it – but last night’s forecast included snow for parts of Florida.

        

  And I’m getting used to wearing shoes again, and seeing this when I wake up.

          But when I stumbled into the kitchen at 8 and asked Alexa to share her notifications, what she gave me was for a cold weather alert . . . . . back home.

Despite it being 1,300 miles away, we don’t seem to have made much progress.

      

Although  I’ll still take what’s here over what's there.

These were the conditions at that point in the morning at home.

There are cold weather alerts, and then there are COLD weather alerts.

                                                  

        

Familiar Skills

          Last night was dinner out – not in an exciting-culinary-kind of way, but just a gathering of fellow residents contributing to the meal.

          I didn’t have much else going on, so I decided to make bread.

Holding Pattern

        I should be writing. Scads of time, but I’ve only achieved seven chapters so far and the procrastination is growing by the day.

Snowfall to sunset

        I remember Mama recounting tales from the days when we lived in Amherst, Massachusetts. I was barely there, being only two. My father was teaching at University of Mass – Poly Sci I think – but only briefly, before we all moved to Arlington, Va. after he was hired by CIA.

Food Fun

 

We’ve had a couple of Aldi food stores open our area. WinnDixie finally conceded the supermarket title to the omnipresent Publix, but apparently WinnDixie were bought by Aldi, who are now almost as ubiquitous around here as the big P.

          You can’t really go there with your full shopping list in your hand, but it’s fun if you like treasure hunting for bargains. And finding anything name-brand is a challenge, but I did snag that old standby Campbell’s tomato soup for 99 cents a can and then later saw it at Publix for $2.09.

          And I’m broadening my horizons

There was a row of mysterious brown root vegetables:

          Okay, yucas I know.  

         

And these apparently are balanca malangas.

  

      

And at first I figured the store was stumped here, just writing “name”.

 

But after looking it up later, I learned the
'name root' is a form of yam.

       

   But Whoa, Mama! Just look at this egg price.

Produce and pooches

 

With Sunday’s weather looming on the horizon, (today it was 74 in the morning, then dropped to 52 with high winds and rain in a span of one hour) My Guy and I figured we’d better get out and enjoy the day.

Tale from the slow lane

          We have a fully outfitted home here. You know – sheets, plates, pots, actual furniture to sit one. So why do I so often find myself at Home Goods?

          Or as I like to call it, Mecca.