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4 pounds squash
SEVEN AND A HALF POUNDS CUCUMBERS!
24 oz fava beans
2 ears of corn (that'll be the kids' morning snack tomorrow)
24 oz green beans (I know how I'm cooking those!)
8 oz salad greens
12 oz basil (pesto)
2 onions
AND a quart of blueberries
AND more than a quart (half a gallon?) each of peaches and plums.
And, of course, a dozen eggs.
Holy shit.
That's a fucking lot of cucumbers.
Incidentally, I started my period today. It's so weird... I was so hyper and cheerful this week. So I start my period *totally unprepared* (most of my pads still unwashed - and the answer to that question is that I both have more pads than I can use every month, and yet do not feel I have quite enough), and I'm out and about with the nieces, and it's totally gonna screw up my schedule for the day - and I was still very cheerful, cadged a ride home and was just so happy.
Carried a good 25 pounds of food down from 28th street to Union Square just because I could (and because I needed to hie me to a bathroom), and I was singing in my head the whole way.
It's like PMS, but less PMS-y.
Really weird, but I'm too happy to complain.
SEVEN AND A HALF POUNDS CUCUMBERS!
24 oz fava beans
2 ears of corn (that'll be the kids' morning snack tomorrow)
24 oz green beans (I know how I'm cooking those!)
8 oz salad greens
12 oz basil (pesto)
2 onions
AND a quart of blueberries
AND more than a quart (half a gallon?) each of peaches and plums.
And, of course, a dozen eggs.
Holy shit.
That's a fucking lot of cucumbers.
Incidentally, I started my period today. It's so weird... I was so hyper and cheerful this week. So I start my period *totally unprepared* (most of my pads still unwashed - and the answer to that question is that I both have more pads than I can use every month, and yet do not feel I have quite enough), and I'm out and about with the nieces, and it's totally gonna screw up my schedule for the day - and I was still very cheerful, cadged a ride home and was just so happy.
Carried a good 25 pounds of food down from 28th street to Union Square just because I could (and because I needed to hie me to a bathroom), and I was singing in my head the whole way.
It's like PMS, but less PMS-y.
Really weird, but I'm too happy to complain.
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Date: 2008-07-26 05:20 am (UTC)Google gives me several recipes for cooked cucumbers.