Greenery
Last night I dreamt of greenery — salad that is. I made salad and ate salad and even had to go in search of the salad. Typical dream stuff I know, just a little different subject matter.
I think salad or, more precisely, vegetables, are the one thing I missed while in Africa. Boiled cabbage and carrots in our dinners was just not quite enough. Thus, salad has been on the menu nearly every other day since I’ve been back.
On other notes, I am needing to fall into the consumerism that Caro discussed a few days ago. I asked my mom what she’d like/want/need for Christmas. I got the dreaded, “Nothing. If we need anything, we would have already bought it.” Alas, I am set to wander aimlessly through busy malls until (hopefully) something catches my eye. Any suggestions for parent gifts? Or even little brother gifts for that matter?
you don’t make friends with salad
ya moms are hard to buy for. I got my mom a frying pan cuz that’s what she asked for. Other than that.. I dunno. How about a spa package? Like a gift cert for a massage or manicure or something like that. Or does your mom garden? How about plants or seeds or something. I dunno what else.. If your mom has any hobbies try to cater to that?