I do the exact same things every single weekend and even though it’s monotonous and boring, I don’t think I would have it any other way. Every time Monday comes around I’m glad I:
- Slept a lot
- Did laundry
- Grocery shopped
- Cooked and prepped food for the week
- Workout out at least once but hopefully twice
- Cleaned the kitchen
- Studied (never as much as I want to, but at least a little)
- Talked to friends and parents on the phone
Without fail, I do these things every single weekend. Call me lame, but I love it!
On Friday night, Kyle announced that he had a craving for frozen yogurt, and I never turn down dessert, so after dinner we drove to Cherry Berry, our local fro-yo establishment, and filled our bowls with yogurt and #allthetoppings.
Saturday, we slept in, and once we finally rolled out of bed, made our way to the farmer’s market. I just love love love the farmer’s market. Most of the time, I think the prices are pretty equivocal to grocery store prices, but it’s nice to know that all your money goes to the farmer instead of all the middle men involved in grocery store produce. But this past weekend, we bought SO many things and only spent $20! We normally spend a little more than that but this week everything was so cheap! We got broccoli, corn, green beans, lettuce, potatoes, flowers, and sweet maple donuts to snack on while we wandered around all the beautiful produce.
This weekend was also the first time I saw apples and pears- it can’t be fall yet!!!
Some booths at the market are overflowing with flowers and I try to resist every time since flowers are somewhat expensive and definitely unnecessary (but so pretty!!) This past weekend I talked Kyle into getting us some gladiolas and I’m so glad we did! The royal purple color is even deeper and more stunning in person.
After the market, we stopped at about 17 more grocery stores because I am a crazy person and can’t get everything at just one store. Tell me I’m not alone.
Saturday evening, we went for a 15 mile bike ride along the trail close to our house. On the way home, I spotted little golden and pink fruit hanging from a tree and had to see what it was. We stopped and to our delight saw trees full of little plums!
Kyle and I picked as many as we could and put them in our empty water bottles so we could take them home. Not all of them are ripe yet, but I am so excited to have these babies to snack on all week!
Have you ever picked wild fruit to eat?
Do you buy flowers to have at home? I would every single week but sometimes I have a hard time justifying the expense 🙁