I keep trying to imagine Fall in New Hampshire.
We’re hoping we can get there in time to see it in its full splendor and glory.
Another week and weekend have sped by at what seems like a million miles an hour.
Our house is still for sale and my husband is still traveling extensively. I am still having to live moment to moment in case someone wants to see the house…at which time everything has to be spotless, all pet evidence hidden, every light in the house on, and the dogs and cat and I have to drive around aimlessly or invade my mother’s house while waiting for strangers to critique our home.
We are still trying to cram everything my husband wants to do, everything I want to do, and everything that needs to be done that I can’t do myself into a tiny, 28-30 hour period of time. I will use the word “adventure” to explain how it feels, but really, we’ve come up with a lot more colorful verbs and adjectives lately, because frankly, we’re tired. We’re feeling a little old and worn out and we’re ready to get this show on the road.
So worn out in fact, that my memory seems to be shot. When my husband left for his 6:00 AM flight this morning, I thought, “I am just going to lounge for a while and catch up on all of the blogs I haven’t had time to read and comment on and put-put around the house.” It was all lollipops and rainbows until 8:00 rolled around and I realized someone was parked in front of our house…
Oh yes, and then it dawned on me.
“OH, NO, NO, NO!!!” I yelled running around the house, locking dogs in crates and trying to find pants. I had forgotten that I have two appointments for estimates with moving companies today. One at 8:00 and one at noon. So when the doorbell rang I had to answer it with raccoon mascara eyes, a rat’s nest on my head, my nightgown tucked into a pair of sweats, and a sweatshirt with the pulley thing that had gone missing that I had replaced with a large safety pin.
And the worst part…to add insult to injury, it was already hot, so I was already sweating, breathless from running around like a maniac, and…bra-less.
Luckily, our weekend wasn’t quite as hectic. Saturday I was coming off of a four day migraine (horrible!) so we didn’t do much. I was able to rally enough to go out to lunch with my husband after his hang gliding lessons, thank goodness. Then we did a little shopping, and headed home to watch the Olympics for the evening.
Sunday it was supposed to get up to 100 degrees so we headed out early to a street fair in Coeur d’ Alene, Idaho. It’s a lake city, fun and gorgeous, and just a really nice place to mill around, take some time, and see what’s what.
This is a picture that proves that there are still wonderfully kind people in this world. As we were headed to the kiosk to pay for parking a lady yelled after us asking if we wanted her all day parking pass. She had come to the fair first thing for one specific item and had only been there for 30 minutes. So this lovely lady, handed us her pass and told us to have a great day. That’s Tony headed to our car with our free pass. It’s the little things in life and it’s amazing how one kind person can make such a difference in your day and your view of mankind.
There were lots and lots of vendors. Some of the usual and some new ones. I bought a few items at Blue Creek Apothecary. All lovely, all natural, pamper yourself, smell good, kind of things. You can find her on Etsy & Facebook.
Loved this…it’s SO true! Well, for those of us who love to read anyway… This booth belonged to Sassy-Sisters. You can find them on Facebook.
There were so many beautiful booths with different types of glass-work and sculptures that would have made for gorgeous pictures, but some of the vendors wouldn’t allow me to photograph them and show them to you. Guess they thought I’d run home, blow my own glass, get my blow torch out and fashion some metal for sculptures and copy their creations…
And of course, along with street fairs comes some interesting people watching. There’s always at least one that has the ability to crack you up.
We opted to forgo the street fair food, which I can’t eat most of anyway, and headed home with our treasures to relax and nibble on fresh veggie sandwiches with homemade pesto & goat cheese spread.
You can find the recipe for my homemade vegan pesto here. Then, simply add two Tablespoons of it to a small package of creamy goat cheese and two Tablespoons of olive oil mayonnaise to make an unbelievable sandwich spread.
Next you’ll need a beautiful tomato, an English cucumber, a ripe avocado, and a few slices of gluten free bread, toasted.
Then, you just lovingly slather, spread, and layer until you have something that makes your mouth water and your significant other “ooohhhh and ahhhhhh”.