Fate is taking care of me.

My Dad currently has the most delicious greens in his garden. After visiting this weekend I was able to take some home for lunches this week. The mix has a large variety of lettuce, some sweet, some bitter. Yesterday while I was enjoying my cobb salad I ate the most terribly bitter piece of lettuce that I nearly spit it out. I was revolted. It didn't even look like a bitter piece. For the rest of the day I continued to rack my brain on what the leaf looked like, I knew it was green, not purple like the usual bitter leafs.

On Sunday, while Dad was harvesting some baby red potatoes and sugar snap peas I was incharged of picking the salad. My Sister arrived home from school Saturday, she gets worked up fairly easily. To pester her, and cause a hilarious scene at dinner time, I picked some swiss chard and mixed it with the fresh greens. I could almost see her face when she spits is out in disgust and scolds my parents for serving her swiss chard.

That afternoon we all lazed in the shade and when dinner rolled around no one was hungry. So I took the bag of mixed greens home for myself.......

My desk at work is a disaster. There are papers stacked on papers, nothing in it's appropriate file. When a co-worker comes over to my desk and asks for some information, or a calculation I did, I turn to one of the piles, brush a few papers out of the way to reveal the requested information. I'm messy because I don't need to be neat. I can remember exactly where something is, even if it's within a pile of loose papers. My memory is both a gift and a burden.

Last night at frisbee I was chatting to another girl on my team and mentioned I have red hair. "you have red hair?" she asks, "It's not akward or anything, but yeah it's red" I reply. "I don't think it is."

bitch.

I couldn't imagine being anything but a red-head. It's such a large part of my identity. What I would like to know is if my hair isn't red, what colour is it?

I am a very avid garage saler. I enjoy it mostly because I get to spend time with Curtis' mom and we have developed a very strong bond. I'm like the daughter she never had. We mostly tell stories in the car and make hilarious jokes about the items people sell. However this weekend was a very special weekend. This weekend I purchased "The buy of the season", an article that is the greatest find/best deal of the year. This past Saturday morning I purchased a mint condition NINTENDO complete with two controllers, "Duck Hunt" gun and 12 games. For what price you ask? $18.00.