Work today was horrible. So hot. Like watering plants in a 325 degree oven. By the second hour I had lost the will to continue. I was SO looking forward to my lunch. At home. Because I only had to work a half day. Happy Holidays To Me.
I ate so much lunch that I don't think I should even consider eating anything more today. G just got home. He and Riley are going outside to run around in the shady back yard. Riley will chew his stick. G will look at the garden and pull a few weeds. So many weeds. Ugh.
I now have 6 zucchini out of the garden and I think it's time to refrigerate them. Not enough for pickles and I never make zucchini bread. I could make fritters. Nothing says summer like greasy fried food. The native strawberries lasted 8 days. Maybe 9. And now it's finished. What a bummer. I purchased and ate ONE QUART. The roadside stand wasn't open when I left for work and was closed when I drove past on the way home. Never had a strawberry shortcake.
The boys are back in the house. Got to go.