Small victories

[wiseheart]

... but they sum up in the end, so they must be appreciated.


So, I started the day with taking down the washing that has finally dried. Only needed three days for that, but, well, temperatures have dropped and with the heating not going it wasn't a surprise. Tomorrow we won't even have warm water, as the heating company is doing some maintenance, from 4am to 7pm. Oh joy - NOT!

Anyway, I then went to the pharmacy to fetch Mum's medicine that they didn't have last time but ordered for us. Then I took the tram to the Savoy Park shopping centre; if it hadn't been dripping, I'd have walked the one tram stop, but getting wet by this weather isn't my idea of a good time. I bought some groceries we needed and visited Tedi, Kik and Pepce - with very little results. At least I got these small cupcake paper forms I'd been looking for since before Christmas. The big, clumsy ones are always available, but I need smaller ones for a certain type of biscuits; fortunately, paper doesn't rot as long as it's kept dry, so they'll keep until next Christmas.

I've finished the little felt plaques and started sewing on the buttons. Six done, sixty-plus more to do. It's boring, but at least it's easy on the fingers, so I'm not complaining.

Then my friend Evie called, and we chatted for half an hour or so - unfortunately, she called in the middle of our ritually watched daily court show, so I had a hard time figuring out what was actually happening. Ah, well, it wasn't such a good one today, and talking to a friend is always more important.

But the definite victory came after that. Another former colleague - Kate, who's organizing the egg business now - called, and I learned that there are also strawberries to order. Local, ripe, delicious ones. Last year I missed because nobody thought to alert me, but this year we'll have them again. I still have lots of strawberry jam from two years ago, so I'll only buy enough to eat them... and we intend to eat a lot of them this year! The ones bought in the supermarket are stone hard and have no taste at all; they usually come from Spain. Poor Mum can only eat them in jam form. But now... fresh, juicy, yummy Hungarian strawberries that have actually ripened naturally, on the fields - I can't wait!


Due to all those activities, we had brunch rather late and saved the leftovers for tomorrow. Which means: no cooking tomorrow, either! Yay!

Comments

[meathiel]

Do you get different Spanish strawberries than we do? The ones we get here usually are decent ...

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

I don't know what kind they are, but they're stone hard and taste of water.

[adafrog.livejournal.com]

Yay for small victories.
Yay yummy ripe strawberries!!!

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Two positive things on the same day — could happen more often, eh?

[mirasaui.livejournal.com]

We have a small town nearby that bills itself as "The Strawberry Capital of the World", as does every other small town that grows the fruit, heheh. So, we have abundant flats of juicy strawberries to pick from at quite decent prices. Our state is also known for its navel oranges. Yet, they are hard to find on store shelves. Most of what is available to us comes from Mexico or California. Years ago, the farmers used to sell them by the bushel from trucks on the side of the road. Have not seen that happen in years. So sad.

Sounds like you had a fairly good day. Wishing you more small victories, don't we all need a few more!

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Oh yes, we do!

[red-day-dawning.livejournal.com]

Fresh strawberries! I hope they’re perfectly ripe and sweet.

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

So do I. The ones coming from this particular farmer usually are — or have been so far. We'll see.

[elwenlj.livejournal.com]

Locally grown strawberries are always better. We get the Spanish ones over here most of the time too, and they are definitely too hard and tasteless. It doesn't matter how long you sit them on the window ledge, they never ripen. At the moment we're getting English/Scottish ones and they're much nicer.

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

A friend of mine called fruits that look ripe but aren't really "ripened in pain". *g*

[noadvertising.livejournal.com]

I, too, am waiting for local strawberries. I fear that I will have to wait quite a bit longer with such an abysmal weather!

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

I hope the ones I'll get have put the recent warm weeks to good use. They won't have the chance now.