Sunday, June 2, 2024

WHERE'S THE RHUBARB? (June 3)

 

SUMMERTIME The pontoon 2024 maiden voyage was accomplished on a perfect weather day. It is the only time I get color (tan) and I commandeer the seat right against the captain's console as it supports my back when I sit lengthwise. Who needs no stinking canopy which is where most guests scramble to take ownership of the seats under the shade. Speaking of backs, my fourth surgery since last September takes place on June 28 - whoopee. PT, chiropractic, grinning and bearing it have run their course. We go for the knife. The scheduler says I shouldn't expect Wonder Woman healing the first week so ok - two weeks. Good thing as the annual cook-out/birthday party takes place about two weeks later. One must have a goal. My sister has already "gifted" me about 45 new paperbacks in anticipation.

IN OTHER NEWS As we all face varying degrees of emotions after the latest conviction, should I remind that this is the THIRD trial he has lost? And we haven't got to the big ones yet. Remembering how folks lost their shi--- when Clinton got caught in an intern, character used to be important. Technically these are convictions for lying, cheating (real estate), sexual assault and political manipulation. Now it's whining that it's rigged, it's a conspiracy, it's political, nobody loves me-bingo. At what point does one realize the dude is being held accountable for his actions, new territory indeed. If the current President had so much power to manipulate the courts, don't you think he would have helped his son out by now? You know like the trump put tariffs on every item out of China except Ivanka's crap?  Yep-character is still important...for some. 

In other good news, the public has spoken, and prices are coming down. Can we now admit, although inflation played a role, a lot of the increases were due to obscene vendor and manufacturing profits? Hence room to charge a little less perhaps? Even new cars may be a better deal as inventory has caught up with demand. High prices cannot stand if folks will not pay $8 for a Big Mac or $60,000 for a sedan. The system works. Other good news: the cost of inhalers is capped at $35 along with insulin for Medicare participants. Darn that Biden keeping campaign promises that benefit the people. 

HUNTING FOR... Speaking of groceries (buy store brands!) I was on a hunt for rhubarb last week. After enjoying the delicious rhubarb/strawberry sauce at a friend's house the other day I was determined to replicate it for guests at the lake. At Meijers I addressed the guys loading the produce "Hey salad people any rhubarb?" Nothing on the truck they unloaded. Ok-google says Kroger's has it-nope. Finally admitting defeat, I tried the usually more expensive garden, fruit and veggie store (and liquor and popcorn and ice cream and soup and salad and music venue store). Success! A few stalks however looking a little worse for wear as their once proud green leaves were limp and squishy. But I only need the stalks. That store's salad dude said let me get you a fresh bunch which was much firmer and more beautiful. After unloading groceries at home, I took a quick bite of a loose piece of "rhubarb". Do you know what it tastes like when you wrap your produce in an old newspaper and leave it in the compost pile for three days? Well kind of like that because it was SWISS CHARD! Why did they have acres of swiss chard where my delightful rhubarb should have been residing?  Well for $3.99 I took it back so I could grab the sad-looking rhubarb. 

Side note: a lady nearby said "you want rhubarb, come to my house! It's taking over!" So obviously it's in season.

 Should have taken her up on it as when I returned to the store, the salad dude had thrown out my sad rhubarb. argghh.  However, the original friend kindly let me have some he had done up and frozen. I owe him big time though we did gift him some of the OH's potato salad. 

BIRD NEWS Hummer wars have started up. Our annual hummingbird freeloader has returned. As usual if another bird tries to enjoy some free sweets, bird number one immediately shows him/her the door. The aggression and kung fu moves are way out of proportion considering the size of the combatants. I mime in bird language that there is enough for all, but he's not buying it. He's also picky about the television being on which he assumes to be another interloper and possible sugar water thief. He hovers until I close the curtain or shut the TV down and his table for one is duly defended.

Speaking of birds, our first broods of the season have been launched at the lake - robins and ducks. After the guys do their bit, the rest is up to Mom as the mallards congregate and chill like teen-age boys everywhere.   Peace out --- 💚  💛💙







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