A call from heaven.

Drinky called me from Ohio this morning to ask when The Mister and I would be arriving this coming weekend.
He said they have been scrounging down the heirlooms like they're going out of style and wanted to take us to the farmer's market where a they had befriended a local heirloom tomato farmer.
I believe there is drool dripping down my chin in delicious anticipation.
I've got lots to write about from this past weekend, but The Mister is home so it will keep until he goes back to work tomorrow. Today is about recovery and relaxing.

If you've got the day off, enjoy it!