Today is a break day for me…well, sorta. If you know me, and you figure that this will last maybe an hour at the most, you are right. After a week of making more pies using half and half and heavy whipping cream than I care to count, my scale and waistline concur that I need to get out of the kitchen and stop licking beaters, spatulas, and spoons. So, I decide to do errands…you know those endless this-and-thats we all have. But once out on the road, I am distracted, and those must do errands? They seem to blow away like leaves in the wind.
There I am, all the way to Sequim, the town just east of me and known for its Lavender Festival, which is coming up later this month. (Sequim, by the way, is pronounced, “Skwim.” 😉 ) I stop at one my favorite local stores and dilly-dally around for at least twenty minutes. That’s like ALL DAY for me, as my time out is more like dashing down the hill to the grocery store for that one item I need or forgot, and I am in and out, and back at the baking counter before the oven has a chance to even think about pre-heating. This happens at least two to three times a day, every day, seven days a week, come rain or come shine. But today, there I am, gazing at napkins, table-runners, curtains, quilts, and…well, you get the picture. I restrain myself from buying. Looking will do.
Since I am this far, I decide to really get wild, and head further east, crossing the Hood Canal Bridge and leaving the Olympic Peninsula for the Kitsap Peninusla, which is probably much more geography than you want to know. The closest TJ’s is there, and getting Mr Fez’s cat food is my excuse for making the journey. He loves one particular brand that I only find there, and after almost losing him last year, with the blessing of our vet, he can have anything he wants as he lives out his golden years. Yes, I am an indulgent mom to my four-legged family. I do pick up a few other items I need, or will be in need of soon. I’ve already started the list of what I forgot.
What Do I Find?
Another store catches my eye and I figure just one more stop will be fine. Very recently, as in yesterday, a friend very generously gives me beautiful plates to serve meals on at Pie Camp®. A couple more would be just perfect, but I’m delighted with what I have, and very grateful. Well, I hit the jackpot. In the back of the store, on a bottom shelf in the dark, what do I discover but the very same plates. It’s as if they are sending out a homing beacon that calls my name, and they are half price, too. I claim two so that there are now exactly enough for campers, a camp counselor, and me to have matching plates.
Then I decide to really live recklessly, and buy brand new napkins to go with them. I usually find good cloth napkins at estate sales, and they do really well, but the ones I see are…you guessed it…on sale and just the right colors to match the plates. Oh heck, I buy twelve for less than what I pay for eight at an estate sale. I’m now grinning like a Cheshire cat 🙂 at the check out stand, as I place my treasures on it. I just about skip to the car, safely stow everything away, and head back across the bridge, and home to Pie Cottage….until my next unplanned break day. Who knows what I will find then.