Well, the first week of my summer season is behind us. I survived; obviously. We had two school field trips this wee and I generally consider field trips the hardest parts of my summer, so it's all downhill from here. (Or uphill, if you're Zach Galifianakis.)
I'd love to tell you all about the wonderful summertime routine I've fallen into, but the truth is, I haven't quite gotten there yet. I've been trying to get up earlier in the morning (especially since it's light out at 5 a.m. around here) so I have time to exercise, get some chores done, and eat a decent breakfast before heading to work. The breakfast below looks decadent, but those "pancakes" are actually just two eggs whisked together with a mashed banana and some cinnamon. I usually don't buy bananas, but in the last couple weeks, our taste buds must have shifted for the summer because suddenly we can't get enough of fresh produce. I stocked up on berries, fruit, veggies, and salad greens on Wednesday and we're already running low.
It's been a little different week around here. I haven't fallen into having set days off yet (due to the aforementioned school field trips) and this week I re-learned just how hard it is to keep up with exercise, housekeeping, and freelance obligations this time of year. I actually missed my first run on Wednesday morning because we'd spent the night in town so we could get laundry and other errands wrapped up early so I could have a full day in the garden. (Don't worry, I'll make the run up tomorrow morning.) Then on Wednesday night, a good friend came for supper and spent the night. In addition, we've got the gardens completely planted starting Monday and wrapping on Wednesday. We've also been experiencing our first real "summery" weather (yuck - why can't it just be 65 degrees all the time?) and yesterday evening we had a crazy bout of wind that created - swear to God - five foot swells in the bay.