Thursday, the first of this year’s Meyer Lemons from Lemon Ladies (www.lemonladies.com) arrived at my house. Good grief! – they are beautiful and one as big as an orange. But more important, the flavor is superb and Karen, the proprietress of Lemon Ladies emailed me that they will only get better as the season progresses. Hoo-rah!
My first use of one of the Meyer’s was in this Meyer-Lemon Rosemary Sourdough boule. I am very much loving the sourdough: everything – maintaining the starter, using the starter, the flavor the starter imparts. Starter has taken my bread to another place.
So.
Weekend plans included making a Meyer Lemon marmalade, finishing the raking/pick up sticks after last Tuesday’s storm, some cooking for the upcoming week and a visit with Sara – Sara who house and Bob-sat some years ago.
Then…I finished the week light in hours and progress toward a work deadline lacking.
A Winter Storm was forecast for Tuesday.
And then a plumbing issue.
I cancelled with Sara, gathered supplies and fussed with the plumbing.
This morning (Sunday), I headed to town and came home with a “Black Friday” sale item: a 16 gallon wet vac. My 4 gallon wet vac just did not have it for keeping up with the plumbing issue.
This vac did, but I was still unable to clear things up and with a holiday approaching and the thought of kids and grandkids descending on grandparents’ homes and taxing the plumbing … I called Roto-Rooter: 24/7 clearing of clogged drains.
All was cleared quickly and after 24 hours of the motorhome being in service as a high-end outhouse, the house Summers was back to business as usual.
Gah.
In the whole scheme of things and with the world seemingly in chaos, my plumbing issue seems minor…unless you are me. I am grateful it is resolved.
I hope to have 3 mega-work days and then a four day weekend during which I will celebrate, as is my custom, with Bear and Auggie and a turkey dinner of my own making. Meanwhile, I will keep in prayer: the world, those that travel, those that have fear and anger.
My peace.
My joy.
On a weekend that went a bit awry.