Hello Monday! I am, and have been craving marinated olives and feta cheese. 😊
Olives and feta cheese are so scrumptious, I could eat those as a snack, or part of a Greek salad, all summer long. I do not understand people who don’t like olives.
Maybe I will get some Greek salad today at the Farm Boy. They have a great salad bar as well as a big selection of hot food that you can take out and eat at home. Much better than fast food options if you ask me.
I’m trying to keep my fridge from getting full again even though we’re till here, and needing to eat. But vacation is coming up soon and I don’t want to waste food so I have be more diligent with my food planning, using up what’s here rather than buying more.
Frankly I don’t even care if they pick up at Wendy’s or McDonalds or whatever, as long as I don’t have to eat that crap. (I do like the fries though…)
The men bought subs yesterday for lunch, the girl had food at a party, and I grilled up some pork chops which we can eat today as well. Last night’s dinner consisted of me sitting alone on the back porch with a bowl of steamed couscous and chopped up grilled, bbq-ed pork chops. It was good. 🙂
My son is graduating tomorrow. Good bye elementary school…he will be in high school as of September. I think he is beyond relieved and I am too. Grades 7 and 8 haven’t been his best years (although his grades are still good, not much has changed in that department, thankfully). But it’s time to move on to bigger and better things. I’m sure we’ll have all kinds of blog fodder about early mornings and bus schedules and sleep deprivation but I’ll hold off on that for now. Hah.
This is the last week of school for us Canadians. Summer weather has also finally arrived, and the local outdoor pool two blocks from our house is open and busy. I walked past it yesterday with the Airedale who really, REALLY wanted to go in! I don’t know why, when I took him to the pool last year at the end of the season, he refused to go in deeper than his front paws.
That pool organizes a doggie swim party on the last day of summer prior to school starting up again. Everyone brings their dog and you should see the Labs and Retrievers…the kids throw balls and toys in the deep end and the dogs go nuts chasing after them. I have never seen such icky, slimy, dog-hairy water in my life, but neither the dogs, nor some kids, cared. And the day after the dog pool party they drain the water out and prep for winter.
Our Airedale though, he was afraid. He wanted to go in but he just couldn’t quite get it into his head that it was safe. No amount of coaxing and encouraging made him drop his apprehension.
Nowadays, when I sit him like we did this past weekend, he seems to want to try again. Every time we walk past the pool he pulls me toward the fence. He just doesn’t understand why I tug him away from the gate.
“You have to wait,” I tell him. “Dogs are not allowed until Labour Day weekend.”
He was not impressed. 🙂
Alright Monday, so far, you’ve been good. 🙂