I want my packages!

They're all business stuff, too, not personal. But I'm in the mood to do a bunch of tye-die, and I need the materials.

Still not 100% on the fatigue thing, but getting better.

Took Rhys into the city with one mom-and-baby friendpair yesterday to go into the Museum of Natural History. I'm very nostalgic about that museum --I worked there one summer as a teenager, and that was definitely a turning point in my life in a lot of ways. I noted that the lazer light show at the planetarium no longer plays Pink Floyd, it plays Radiohead and stuff like that.

I'm frustrated with myself by letting lots of things get lastminutish lately, so that perfetly reasonable things get expensive or turn into crises or things like that. Need to go shopping this afternoon for stuff I need for this weekend, stuff I could have gotten much more easily, better, and cheaper, if I'd just mail ordered it a few weeks ago.

It's naptime, and I'm not being very useful. Boo me.

And the world comes around again...

Farmshare started up again for the season. This week, we got mesclun, spinach, tatsoi, arugula, dill, radishes, baby turnips, and apples.

A year ago, I wheeled a tiny little guy up to the pickup site in his stroller, chattered to him about food while he smiled and cooed, and then went home and pureed a zucchini and spoon-fed it to him.

This year, when I wheeled him up, he started yelling "Bee-bulls, bee-bulls!" (aka 'vegetables'), said "hi" to everyone there, and demanded that I give him an apple, whole, to take big bites out of while I collected the rest of our share and filled out paperwork.

What a difference a year makes!