Sunday, November 23, 2008

Glad I did..

I had really thought about calling my friend Kim to tell her that I couldn't go with her Saturday morning, that I had things I needed to get done, but after a cup of coffee and a hot shower, I decided I could take a couple of hours and go with her. BOY! am I glad I did.

It was so much fun, the morning started with Kim picking me up at the corner of 13th and Broadway, I told Kim I felt like such a slut, she asked what I charged, I said I was running a special "free trial offer" (good laugh).

Our first stop was the new Winter Farmers Market, http://www.indywinterfarmersmarket.blogspot.com/, featuring apples, honey, wine, cheese, free-range eggs, a wide assortment of locally grown produce and Kim's favorite, persimmon pudding. We ran into an old friend, Rosa Hanslits, who was there selling homemade pasta (she's opening a store shortly after the first of the year on 54th street). It was good to visit with her, Rosa's husband Tony was the first chef I met and interviewed when I first came to Indiana. I digress.

From the Winter Farmers Market we went to Goose the Market, http://www.goosethemarket.com/. The first thing that caught my eye when we walked in was the Duroc hog picture on the wall (see above). They were telling me that several customers have asked where they could buy one, which I found interesting. It also got me wondering how many of my duroc breeder friends still have one hanging in the barn or farrowing house. It was my first time to Goose the Market, but it certainly won't be my last.

We decided to make one more stop before heading home, well, make that two stops, Kim had to powder her nose, if you know what I mean, before heading to the Best Chocolate in Town on Mass Ave. http://www.bestchocolateintown.com/index.html. We each selected 3 truffles, dang it, I can't remember what flavors I picked, oh well, they were wonderful.

What a great time, I can't wait until our next excursion, now if Kim's husband Jeff would just get his ass back to Indy, it would be even more fun.

Friday, November 21, 2008

This from a leg man..

When I saw this, I just knew I had to do something with it. Oh, and just to clarify, this is an American Lamb Board promotion, promoting, ta da - American Lamb.

And just what were you thinking it was?

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Where did you go today?

It was one of those November days in Indiana, rainy, cold, downright miserable. Curling up in my chair with my favorite throw and cup of coffee, I couldn't decide if I was going to go to Vietnam with Nelson DeMille in Up Country or to Africa with Clive Cussler in Sahara, but because I love to read, I could go to both, and I did.

Monday, November 10, 2008

56 years ago today

Name: David Lynn Russell, born at 3:22 p.m. November 10, 1952, Bluffton Community Hospital, Bluffton, Ohio

Parents: Father, Max Smith Russell, age 31
Mother, Ruthanna (Neff) Russell, age 23

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Dang it

I said I wasn't going to let it happen, that once I started this blog, I'd continue it. Well, it's time to fess up, I haven't been blogging because, well because I let life get in the way. Hey, it happens, and that's okay. I have decided that I will continue to blog, it may not be every day, it may not be weekly, but it will be when I have something to share.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Package delivered

Earlier today I picked up my good friend Kim at her condo and drove her to the airport, something I do every few weeks so she can go to Jacksonville, Florida to spend time with her husband, and one of my very best friends, Jeff. Each time after dropping Kim off, I always call Jeff to let him know his package has been delivered and he can pick it up at the airport in JAX.

Kim and Jeff are two of my very best and closest friends, the type of friends that know when something is going on, and aren't afraid to call me on it. Even today on the way to the airport Kim and I had a good talk about relationships, I'll not share the conversation here, but will say the rest of my day was much better because of that conversation.

I know the time is coming when taking Kim to the airport and picking her up again a few weeks later will come to an end, and that means my calls to Jeff letting him know his package has been delivered will end to, but that's a good thing.

In the meantime, if you need a package delivered, you know how to reach me.