We have this new counter between the chitchen and the back room. Here’s Lizard claiming territory there. As I have blahgged before, as a child, she would always sit at the end of the ugly old wooden table while I was cooking dinner. She would be drawing or reading or whatever. I miss those days.

Obviously, we need bar stools, right? We have spent a bit of time shopping around. Everything was Too Fancy! We wanted something a little more like this old metal stool that belonged to the GG’s grandfather or somebody.

We walked down to the farmer’s market this morning and we walked inside to check out the seafood market and there. were. some. bar stools. that. we. both BOTH BOTH went something like, “How about those?” In unison. Kinda like “Deoxyribonucleic acid”, roight? I was photographing and the GG was turning a stool upside down to see if he could figger where to get one and the seafood guys sang out, “Bed Bath and Beyond!” Ooookkaaayyy, we’re on it! (We bought some fish too. Rainbow Trout.)

So we made an expotition out to Bed Bath and Beyond. Our bar stools were not in the store but we did snag a paper towel holder and I managed to buy EXACTLY the right number (10) of spice jars. (These days, I buy my herbs and spices from the self-serve area at the Plum so I had various little baggies cluttering up the kitchen.) We ordered two bar stools online. They will match our existing bar stool perfectly! At least in spirit. If *we* agree on a piece of furniture, it is a sign!

I bet my money on Harry’s Holiday today. I actually bet REAL MONEY (all of four dollars). I didn’t expect Harry’s Holiday to win. I chose Harry’s Holiday because I *have* a Dear Uncle Harry and I see him when we are both on holiday. If I had heard someone say “Uncle Sigh” out loud, I’d’ve placed a bet on that horse too. For my great-uncle Cy, who I think I met once, at my grandfather Mac’s funeral, and he was something like 90 at the time. Anyway, I lost but porterization of the Kentucky Derby here at The Landfill was a lotta fun!

And then there was Knight’s. The neighborhood version, not the fancy new downtown version (at least not tonight). May it live forever.

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