Sat-ugh-day soliloquy

Today is Saturday.  Normally, it's my favorite of all days.  I don't have class or work, and I used to go to the Farmers Market quite often.  Today, I did go to Farmers Market, but I arrived late and had to hustle to find a parking spot.  I hate trolling for parking spots; although, I am often assisted by the "Parking Spot Angel."  His name is Ralph.  He's kin to Dr. Heffernan and has hooked me up with some especially nice parking spots.  Unfortunately, I think he was also off work today.


Another unfortunate Saturday parking issue is when I go to Razorback home games.  This week it was televised, so I got to watch it from the safety of my own home.  I'm not sure how I feel about that since at the beginning of the fourth quarter we are down 38 to 14.  Not happy.  Not happy, AT ALL!!!  And, my cats suspiciously scatter every time I yell.  This yelling is happening just a little too frequently since I'm now yelling out of frustration instead of happiness.  Who are YOU televised Razorbacks, and WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH MY HOGS??!!!


I'm hoping for a fourth quarter miracle.  Or divine intervention.  Or, at least the defense will prevent another few touchdowns and the offense will get up off their collective ARSE and put some points on the scoreboard. Today is not a good day for Razorback fans.  Okay, okay...I'll focus on what is good about THIS Saturday.


1)  I saw a fabulous bluegrass band at Jammin' Java this morning while at the Farmers Market.  The Rusty Plow Band rocks.  God knows I love a good fiddle and some banjo-pickin'.  And, they played one of my all-time favorite Bob Wills songs, "Milk Cow Blues."  I felt the desire to get up and dance, but settled for tapping my foot and clapping my hands.
2)  I had a delicious pumpkin spice muffin at Jammin' Java to go with my Amaretto Cafe Au Lait.  
3)  I bought some great produce: green onions, a collection of tri-colored sweet onions, yellow squash and also got some free-range Napolitano eggs to go with my humanely-raised breakfast sausage.  Mason Creek Farms makes the only sausage (or pork products) that I will buy.  And, I cannot wait for their cranberry sausage that comes out next month.  YUM!
4)  I saw my FAS (Fayetteville Animal Services) peeps that I've missed so much.  I also bought the FAS cookbook; they even included my submitted selections.  But, dammit, either I misspelled 'cilantro' or they did. Either way, it's a delicious recipe even with the misspelling.  Also, included were my Gin recipes.  Har har.  And, my kitty catnip treats.  The FAS is a great cause, so buy their cookbook and support their cause.  We have WAY TOO MANY HOMELESS ANIMALS.  


If you REALLY love your pets, have them spayed or neutered.  I only wish we could do this with some people.  But, alas, stupid people breed.


And finally...
5)  I took a few hours and gave it to myself.  Yes, I read one (small) chapter in a Linguistics book, but I refreshed myself and got out amongst some lovely people.  While I forgot to go back and get some apples, I'm hoping they'll be more.  I'm hankering for some homemade apple-ish tastiness.  


As you might remember, dear reader, I couldn't eat anything apple-y for a while during and after chemo/radiation.  I think I'm over that.  Hopefully.  Apple Brown Betty or Apple Crisp or even Apple Pie (which was initially the culprit for my anti-apple stance) is starting to sound good.  Maybe it's because Autumn has finally arrived.  It's been a long, hot, sweltering summer and I'm ready for it.  Bring on the pumpkin spice lattes, y'all.  I'm ready for Fall!