I had a couple ideas for new "month of" projects, but I just couldn't figure out how to take on any new projects with everything we already have going on, and then it hit me! I've already found the new "Month of" theme!
Tango and Tomatoes
Tango lessons start tonight, and we're trying to be really, really good and practice every night. Not exactly sure how that will work in with some of our social obligations this month, but then again, we rarely tell people exactly what they are being invited over for, so......maybe tango can be adapted into line dancing?
As I keep reminding myself, the reason I planted so darn many tomato plants was that I wanted to try makeing a few salsas. Well, bully! Did I get my wish!!! I still had enough tomatoes left over from the weekend's canning frenzy to make some homemade spaghetti sauce for dinner last night, and there are STILL more--without even counting the latest ones to be picked. Whether it makes the blog or not, this is definitely the Month of Tomatoes. I reserve the right to huck a few of the overripe ones at the soccer moms speeding down our streets as they race to drop their kids off at the new junior high that just opened near our house. I would have thought that parents might have a bit more respect for residential neighborhoods and the high probability that there are children in the neighborhood who won't be able to jump out of the way of an SUV hurtling through the neighborhood, but that doesn't seem to be the case. I know--vegetable vigilantism is truly no way to solve a problem, but it is tempting, I must say. Maybe I'll call the police & give them the tomatoes to chuck. Say, maybe that's what our neighborhood watch program could do....and for the really hardened criminals, I'm sure someone around here has got some zucchini........
3 comments:
Hey - niche! Radar guns with attached tomato hurlers...
I know what you mean about the speeding soccer moms. My cop neighbor is always yelling "slow down" and we live on a cul-de-sac!! (At least he HAS made an impression on my teen driver.)
And my younger son used to walk to middle school and back. He said the parents would ignore the stop sign in front of the school, drive on even when they saw him trying to cross. He asked me why do the moms drive so fast, when their own kids cross there, too. I tell you what, when I see kids walking to or from school, I slow down, because those bikes can dart out with no warning, and an occasional kid has run in front of me when they spotted a friend across the street. I am NOT going to kill someone's child just because I'd get home 30 seconds sooner.
Hmm, hit a hot button. And I have been SO jealous of your tomatoes. We still haven't gotten one. Had a huge plant that we realized too late needed a friend to pollinate it, and now are hoping our second batch of more than one plant will give us fall tomatoes (we are in Austin, Texas, so it will be hot well into October).
LOL.... friends don't let friends be veggie vigilanties.
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