You told me I had two very different reactions to the separations of two people I was close to. That's so true! I guess I was basing my own response on how the person I was close to was responding to the event.
The produce person told me by the banana stand that I should "mix and match" bananas from different bunches--some for now, and some for later. I don't know why I've never thought to do that before. I always thought of the bunches as an inviolate collective entity.
Big A and my massage therapist told me I've been losing weight. I feel like I look the same, but my appetite has been off. Whether it's because of new anti-anxiety meds or because I'm listening to the news, I don't know.
Pic: Hartrick Trail Wetlands. New to me. Nu's driving instructor told me to check it out when I said I was going to walk in the school parking lot to kill time. It's adjacent to the school grounds and I can kind of see the school buildings in the distance. The high school in 10 Things I Hate About You still rates as the best school building with the best view of all time (Stadium High School, Tacoma, WA; it looks out over the waters of the bay--swoon.).
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Oh, I do that with bananas all the time. This is why I can never have grocery pickup, because I need a bunch that are ready to eat, some that are medium, some totally green. They last the whole week that way (you know how many bananas we go through! Right now it's like 25-30! We don't want them all going ripe at once).
As for the separation, yes, it totally depends on who's separating and how they feel.
A view of the bay from school windows sounds lovely. There's a private school on a hill near Hershey Park that I imagine based on location has a view of the amusement park. Can you imagine trying to concentrate on algebra while people were screaming on the roller coasters? (I don't know if you can actually hear anything from inside, probably not, but imagine knowing there were people in the park while you were stuck in class and sneaking glimpses of the cars climbing the hill and swooping down.)
Also, all I could think about when we re-watched The Breakfast Club several years ago was how beautiful that high school's library was.
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It's ridiculous how long I take at the banana stand, calculating the varying degrees of ripeness/readiness. I have to balance all that out against the raspberries, since I eat those first and default to bananas when they run out. My store actually has a Singles Bar section where they pile up all the singletons that people have pulled off bunches, and I often can grab a few orphans for my needs.
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I feel like a complete idiot at how obvious that banana thing is and how it never occurred to me. I only like bananas that are, like, ten minutes past green, so invariably some would get too ripe - but that's okay! Then my husband will eat them! But I usually buy a bunch where all of them are too green to eat right then.
I can never cede control of produce picking either, Nicole! Why do we make our lives so difficult?
The amusement park H.S. sounds like a riot... I never stopped to think about The Breakfast Club library, Steph. It was a very spacious one, wasn't it? I must go back and watch it.
Thanks!
It's bananas that I didn't know this! Haha
Allison--thank you... I feel less alone in my banana backwardness :).
Oh, WHY have I never thought of that! Mix and match the bananas! Brilliant.
And... anti-anxiety meds and listening to the news sounds like they would cancel each other out.
I'm just nodding my head over here, going "right?!?!"
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