Farmer's Market Bust

I had my first Farmer's Market today...sorf-of.  Palmer was a balmy 45 degrees, and the wind was whipping everywhere.  There were tents flying right and left, so I made an executive decision not to stay.  It's unfortunate, since I have a credit card bill due next week and could really have used the funds, but ah well.  Hopefully the weather will cooperate next Friday.

In home news, I left a sharpie out in an easily accessible place last night.  I must have walked by it ten times today before putting it away, which strikes me as extremely dumb, since I am Marina's Mom.  Low-lying sharpies--or any markers for that matter--are just an invitation to catastrophe.  Frankly, I should have been doubly concerned, since Melanie has recently learned how much fun it is to climb on things...like the table.  She's been eating a lot of crayons lately, since the kitchen table is no longer a safe place for the big girls to color.  It's not nearly as much fun to fall off the kitchen table, but she's done that a couple times too.

Melanie has also picked up a couple new words, one of them being, "Dog."  We went to the zoo the other day, and every animal was a dog.  It was so cute.  We'd say, "Look Melanie!  There's a bear/camel/moose/porcupine/etc."  She's point and shout, "Dog!"  It never got old.

Megan has recently expressed her extreme displeasure that school gets out next week.  I can only hope that this attitude is still around in ten years or so...  I've had a couple people ask me what I'm going to do with them all summer.  The answer?  I don't have the foggiest freaking clue.  It should be interesting.  We don't have any trips planned, although we're holding out hope that Dn. John's folks will make it up sometime, and we have some aunts and uncles hopefully coming to visit in August/September.

Since my afternoon is now free, I should probably make use of it by doing next week's meal planning, so I can hit Costco this weekend.  If you think of anything that sounds tasty, shoot me an email.  :)