Pepper Place Again

 After sleeping from 9 pm to 1 am, I slept no more. I think we left 9:30 am to go to Pepper Place. Tommy shopped--5 lbs Beauregard sweet potato, 2 trays of squash, hot honey, regular honey, strawberry jelly, pepper jelly, cup of coffee because he was cold. The music was great where I was. Tommy said it was great on other end. 

We ate there from Jeni's. There were chips made from waffle cones. I love those. We stopped by pharmacy to pick up a prescription and came home by noon. I went to bed before noon and awoke around 4 pm Yes, that is how you get eight hours sleep.

When the electrician and his boss were here just before the left for the final time, we had a disturbing occurrence. The guy who was here from first all of a sudden reached on Tommy's messy bookcase and got something.  "I think this is mine!" Tommy immediately and emphatically said, "NO." he continues saying he lost one last week. This was a little orange thing that measure the charge in line, some sort of little meter. He kept up! Ours is brand new, not in the least like a worker has handled it. If both had not objected multiple times, he would have kept it. So much for a Christian business.

 Salon Pas will get another chance but on my shoulder this time. Have you ever used it?

Meg, I somehow deleted your comment. Will you send it to this post? Sorry. I have done this to many people lately.

I love Pepper Place. I just wish I had a scooter or an electric wheelchair! 

Right now, dinner is on the way. Tommy heated something to eat.

This and That

 Of course, I did not sleep well or long. So, what's new? I did not nap. Or, maybe I did. Finally, about 9 pm I went to bed missing the news and a movie we both wanted to see.

He adjusted the thermostat and I could barely breath when I awoke around 1 pm. I felt great, rested, not hurting. After I turned down the thermostat to 67, I started hanging clothes that were washed and hung them up. No, I put them on hangers and Tommy hung them. I did necessary piddling  like finding the box of bandaids, and my steps. 

I decided to do my 9,999 steps. Tommy went right back to sleep. He wants to get up at 7 am to go to Pepper Place for vegetables. I wanted to go to Cullman to get Beauregards, but other places I need to go are not open, like eye doctor. 

On his own, he decided we would have a hamburger with vegetables cooked in refrigerator. In the morning I want scrambled eggs and sausage, but we plan to grab cheese, bread, milk, fruit or whatever, eat on the way and way back. 

We now have a completely new McD since they tore the old one to the ground, ripped out pavement. We rarely go to McD. The construction was interesting, though. That is the corner where we watch the Christmas parade as it is elevated and a corner. ''

Yesterday, I found a day without heavy winds, low temps to spray paint my blue bird, not a bluebird. 

Salon Pas was no help. Maybe it will work better on another sore place. Has anyone used it?

I told Tommy we had to each get one thing out of this house every day. Today, I/we will attempt to remove the 50" TV. Well, get someone else to removed it. That will count as one thing for each of us. ha ha

See, I had nothing to say. 

Anything happening at your house?

Pepper Place Festival

 Saturday, we had made plans. Never mind I did not sleep one minute, we set out to go to Pepper Place. It is the site of the former Dr. Pepper Plant. Saturday was the market day. There is always music in three or four locations other than the fresh produce, prepared food, some ice cream vendors, car shows, and other things I have never seen. 

I was so tired! We grabbed several pieces of pizza, cold from the refrigerator, bottles of water, and set out with clothes we threw on. It closes at noon, so we had to hurry to get there before it closed. 

Last year, we parked in the apartment complex abutting the street festival. This time we were sad there-n was a car show (electric) in the parking lot. One side had cones that made us turn around.  So, I annoyed Tommy until he went in the other side of the tiny parking lot. There were several parking places there. He refused to back into a place. He is a horrible backing-upper anyway. I was going to have to sit facing the sun and nothing. 

I asked if he would send someone to back the car into the parking spot. He did and I could see people, their bags of loot, little kids' antics and the edge of the festival. So little makes me happy!

Twice, I called Tommy, the last time to tell him people were packing up. I had told him to get tomatoes and little crook-neck yellow squash and anything else he wanted to eat or we would like, pastry, produce or whatever. I sent money in case he found something not produce. The card was my $50 produce card for seniors. It expires soon.

The second time I called him, he said he was on his way back with tomatoes, squash, and Beauregards. i think I shrieked. Those are my favorite sweet potatoes. 

Then, he bought ice cream from Jeni's, right next to where I was in the car. We ate the ice cream in the car. 

The guy who reparked the car, backing in, had an electric car right next to my window. The hood and trunk were both open. Someone had placed a purse in the trunk. Just before people left, three women were laughing and talking to him. Then, they all dumped, purses, bags and other items in the trunk and slammed it. When he returned I asked him about the purses in his trunk. He said it was his front trunk and pointed to the still open "back trunk." "It's electric" he said. Apparently, all the cars were electric. 

I watched as a Tesla entertained people with its doors that could flap up and down like a bird. 

We did nothing else even though we had a list of chores to accomplish in the next few days. We came home and I slept a whole two hours! I was so disappointed.

Tomorrow, I will consume at least some of our bounty--tomatoes in salads, squash with onions, baked Beauregards plain. There is no need for butter or sugar. 

We had a wonderful Saturday. He is so tired and hurting, he can barely walk. We will go back every Saturday there is no rain until I have spent all of the $26 left. So I imagine he will spend it all next time we go.

The Farmers Market at Pepper Place