And here we are: the final day of MoFo! If my goal with this return to diary-style blogging was to (1) make MoFo enjoyable again, and (2) evoke the simple pleasures of simple blogging (i.e., what I experienced in Days of Yore), I’m glad to say I’ve succeeded on both fronts. Are these posts particularly memorable? Nah. Did I produce ~*~solid content~*~ that will ~*~drive traffic~*~ to my blog? LOL, no. Did I enjoy myself? I sure did!
So, what did I get up to on this final day of August — and the first day of a long weekend? Well, I started off with my new favorite breakfast. I often rely on oatmeal or overnight oats, but earlier this week, I made something different before heading to work. I mixed up oats, oat milk, a little agave nectar, and some coconut flakes, and ate it all as-is. No heating; no overnight soaking. “Wow,” I thought. “This is good! Lightly soaked oats with fun add-ins, how novel!” And then I realized… oh yeah. I’m eating muesli. Haaaa. I returned to this newly discovered — yet well-known — brekkie this morning, right before I headed off to a volunteer assignment with two hospice patients. I used oats, oat milk, peach slices, coconut flakes, and a little sprinkle of cinnamon sugar. Perfection!
Post-volunteer assignment, I took a quick trip to the farmers market for the weekly shop. (My assignment happened to be at an assisted living facility right next to the market.) My favorite stall wasn’t there, though — one of the owners had passed away. :( They had a chair set up in their usual spot with a sign informing patrons what had happened, along with details about the funeral. Super sad.
A little later, Steven and I decided to spend some time outside at Paladar, a rum bar and self-described “Latin kitchen.” I had a gift card I wanted to use up, so we figured we’d take advantage of the mild weather (well, low 80s…) and sit outside on their dog-friendly patio. Naturally we brought Rosie, who did not seem to enjoy it quite as much as we did. She was cute, though! I had a couple drinks (a meh mojito and a very tasty mango mule), Steven had a terrible beer, and we split a cauldron of guac, which is served with tortilla, plantain, and malanga (!) chips. (The plantain chips were my favorite.) I snapped a photo of the guacamole, but said photo was boring, so here’s a pic of Rosie staring up at us and wishing she were snoozing away back home instead.
Invigorated by the lovely late summer weather, I headed to the pool after our Paladar excursion. It was surprisingly quiet for a Saturday, and I spent the time when I wasn’t swimming listening to an audiobook and indulging in a decidedly un-summery activity: knitting! I got the urge to pick up my knitting last week, when I started a hat on our drive to Asheville. Now I’m going full-steam ahead and getting a head start on my winter projects.
(I apologize for that awful photo, I was quite hungry and could barely wait to snap a picture before diving into my sandwich!)
And here we are, at the end of the day(ish) and the end of the month. What a great start to the long weekend, though — I hope the next two days are as enjoyable! Gotta savor these warm, late-summer moments while we still have ’em.