Well, the farmer's market was lame. There were three produce vendors. The rest of the vendors? Flea market. I want produce at a farmer's market. If I want flea market stuff, well, I'll go to a flea market.

Anyway, there's another market I'll try. But not this coming weekend, as I'll have a full house. Including people sleeping in the living room.

I do need to start getting outside more. One idea I have is to see if TRgirl will let me take Monkey for some evening walks. Kickball starts on June 10, so that will help as well.

I also ought to vacuum my car before vegetation starts growing in the dirt on the floor.

Oh, and my very very good, most excellent friend was able to rearrange things so that I am able to go to Bud's departure ceremony. (I did have a prior commitment.) The least exciting part of that is the road trip with the one-year-old.