Yes, I desperately needed an over the shoulder boulder holder, so headed to a proper store to have a proper fitting. A buxom Scottish lady wanted to see me in my current bra to see how it was fitting. Gosh, I was so embarrassed. It was all stretched and ripped and I was sweaty from gardening. She got into that room with me and didn't even have to measure me to find the right bras. She even told me how to scoop my hand inside the bra from the opposite side and lift up each breast to where it "should" be. Well, it does make me look better, but it's still not the most comfortable bra I've worn and it cost the earth. It was quite an intimate experience. I feel like it's my first bra as a mature woman. I feel sexy and dowdy at the same time.
This morning I pinched suckers off tomato plants in the school garden. My heart is bursting with happiness from that little plot. I love it so and I love seeing the two gardeners on the corner lovingly tending their plot together. The other day I was watering the plot and I felt this hot sensation on my foot. WTF! I got stung by a wasp on my foot. Apparently I was watering their little nest. Boy, that hurt. I picked peas today to give to the summer camp for their lunch.
I did a petite bit of shopping on South Granville. Williams Sonoma (could the salesperson have learned his style from PeeWee's Playhouse?) was empty, but Pottery Barn Kids was full and people were laying down the cash.
Ules had his first day of camp today and really enjoyed it. As I prayed he would.
Reading: The God of the Hive by Laurie R. King. She writes her version of Sherlock Holmes' later (married) years. I wish I'd read the one in the series that comes before this one, The Language of Bees, because the action seems to directly jump into The God of the Hive. This one is my favorite of her series so far, especially as it contains a character that is a very soulful and whimsical foil to Sherlock Holmes. I also read three Swedish mysteries and a Minette Walters' (The Devil's Feather) over the weekend. Good stuff.
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