Angela Law

animal lover, gardener, knitter, and gourmet cook
 

close call

This evening we were on our way home from grocery shopping when I noticed that a police car was behind us and its lights were flashing. I pulled over at my earliest convenience, hoping that the policeman had urgent business elsewhere. But, no, he pulled right up behind me. Brian, having been pulled over numerous times in his life, grabbed the registration and insurance cards from the glove box and told me to put them, along with my license, on the dash.

Long story short, seeing that I don’t even have a parking ticket to my name, I got off with a warning. Phew! But, I guess this means I will need to be extra careful for the foreseeable future. They don’t give you two warnings, you know?

Watch those speed limits!

tastefully simple

My cousin Chris hosted a Tastefully Simple party this evening. I’m not one for attending these types of parties, but when there’s food involved, I’ll admit that has a certain allure for me. So, I went. It was nice to get out of the house for a change. The food was pretty good, too. Apparently I’m in the minority when it comes to cooking, though. As the saleslady was delivering her spiel, I was leafing through the catalog. She asked, “who here loves to cook?” and I dutifully raised my hand without looking up. She pointed out the fact that only one of us raised our hand and then asked, “who hates to cook?” and all of the other hands shot up. Oh well. I do love to cook, though. But, even more importantly, I love to spend money, so I got to do some of that this evening. I mostly bought stuff for dips. I plan on doing some fall entertaining, so those will come in handy.

apt pupil

You can’t change the ending! By doing just that, they missed the entire point of the story. But, that was hardly the worst thing about this movie–it was also dreadfully boring. Apt Pupil has always been one of my favorite Stephen King short stories. Coming from the same collection as The Body (aka Stand by Me) and Rita Hayworth and the Shawshank Redemption (aka The Shawshank Redemption), I expected a little more from this adaptation.

winding down

I noticed that things are finally winding down around here. So it officially must be the end of summer. Sure, I still have some things growing in the garden, but mostly I’m on clean-up duty these days. My cucumber plants finally died, thank goodness, but I still have a few dozen cukes in the fridge. Note to self: don’t plant as many cukes next year.

Don’t get me wrong–I still have a lot to do, but none of it is pressing. This fall, I’d like to get started on the stone paths in the back yard. I think that will make a nice addition to my garden. And, as a bonus, Brian will have less grass to cut! That’s always a good thing.

Even with the end of summer looming, our social schedule remains a little busy. Now that Jake’s older, things seem to be in full swing again for us. I don’t think we necessarily socialize as much as many people do, but, this year was pretty busy for us. Things started up in spring and haven’t really let up yet. And with the holidays coming, it surely won’t get any better.

If you don’t think fall and winter are right around the corner, I suggest you take a motorcycle ride when the thermometer has dipped below 60 degrees. We did that last night and I thought I had frostbite, my hands were so cold (and I even wore gloves). I guess our motorcycle riding days are numbered. I’ll have to be sure to take advantage of whatever days we have left.

the jester

Wow. I think I’ve had my fill of James Patterson for a while. This book was supposedly written by him and some guy called Andrew Gross. I’ve read at least one other of his “co-authored” books and it wasn’t good, either. Here’s my theory–the name James Patterson sells books. So, I think someone at Warner Books thought, hey, we can get this other guy to sort of write in the style of James Patterson and we’ll say it’s a collaboration. We’ll sell millions of books and everyone will be rich and happy!

And, holy crap–I just wikipedia’ed the guy. Turns out I was right.