Suburban Matron, how do you fill your days?

Wow, I haven't blogged since February? Good grief. I must have been so well adjusted all spring!

I have noticed throughout my life that I only write when I am freaking out or having an adventure. Perhaps that is why it feels so strange to be writing now. But my summer plan is to write for at least an hour each day, and that can't just be scribbling in my journal about what I am reading.

Besides, I have had such a rich fulfilling day, I really must document it.

Woke up, got out of bed, dragged a comb across my head...

Read newspapers, ate fruit, drank coffee, planted vegetables.

HA! Didn't see that last one coming, did you? But it really happened. And I even had to go down into the scary, scary basement to turn the spigot on so that the little shoots would have a fighting chance. (In spite of the fact that I bought them at Home Depot 2 weeks ago and they have been sitting in the backyard getting providentially rained on since.)

Tidied up, sorted laundry, aired a blanket, went shoe shopping.

Got you again! Yes, I bought two pairs of shoes, both of which were designed for women's feet. I couldn't be more surprised myself. One pair are (is? how do you verb for pairs of something?) sneakers - navy blue sneakers that make me feel like doing Zumba! (If Zumba still exists...) The other pair are some sort of hiking sandal that are waterproof and feel absolutely wonderful on my feet. I am going to experiment with wearing socks with them so that I can fit in when I go to Canada. I feel very good about the shoes.

And with all these accomplishments, the only picture I took today was this -

My delicious egg sandwich with cherry limeade on my beautiful Maud Hart Lovelace china.

According to world famous Lovelace scholar, Kathy Baxter, the plate actually belonged to the Hart family. The cup was a find of a friend who saw a set at a yard sale, know the pattern was the same and offered pieces to different Betsy-Tacy friends. I adore it!

And the book is a hoot. Samantha Irby is funny, funny, funny. She makes me feel better about how rarely I left my house this winter.

Okay, I have been writing for significantly less than an hour, but I really need to go prance about in my new shoes.

Tra-la-la!