this sunday was the MDI marathon and guess who started it off? martha. but she couldn't use a starting pistol, as she's a convicted felon. she had to use an airhorn. poor dear. i didn't see any of the runners, they didn't come by my house and probably i was out shopping when they were running anyway.
i was trying not to be a shopper this weekend. can't you taste the self righteousness? but clearly i failed. i limited myself to groceries and acorn squash the size of my head for shopping on saturday. i did the dishes. i scrubbed the toilet. i vacuumed the fuzz colonies from under the bed. by the time matt was over for dinner i had prepared three courses and baked cookies. i was completely restless for things to do and he said, i quote "maybe you should spend your saturdays in bangor". it seems i am a happier camper when i surf bargains in the big bad city.
but seriously, these squash. one of the farmer markets was having a sale. i guess all the rain is putting a damper on their sales and they're desperate to get rid of the squash. i also got pie pumpkins. and a blue hubbard, but a tiny one. matt thinks he doesn't like squash. little does he know. he won't even know he's eating it. mwahaha.
is anyone a fan of father ted? we've been watching lately courtesy of netflix and it's hilarious. just when you think it can't get any more random, it goes the extra mile. i just love it.
the dude from world headquarters didn't show up so we don't know what's up with our promotions and raises. the tension, it's electric. i can't stand the waiting.