Dress: Multiple Threads — Cardigan: Nordstrom Rack — Boots: Woman Within — Belt: Thrifted — Tights: Target — Earrings: Swapped — Bracelet: Gift — Pendant: Grouse and Badger
Whoops, accidentally skipped a day! We’ve been house-cleaning furiously since Wednesday and hopefully, if all has gone well, Mike and I will be rewarding ourselves with a little trip down to Monterey today. Jellyfish, here I come!
This was an errand-running sort of outfit–dropping things off at Goodwill, picking up dish soap at Target, and going grocery shopping. Don’t you wish you had my life? But I cooked some delicious tomato soup via The New Best Recipe and spent some time reading Murder on the Orient Express, so it’s all good.
While making the tomato soup, an interesting thing arose: it turns out that Mike didn’t actually know that tomatoes have seeds. Not being a fresh-vegetables kind of person, he doesn’t interact with raw tomatoes very often, but it still surprised me. Somehow, the fact that tomatoes have seeds seems like part of a sort of intrinsic knowledge, without which one would cease to breathe and simply crumple into a small pile on the floor.
Perhaps that’s a little judgmental of me. E pur si muove, after all–the tomato still has seeds whether we know it or not. And I get by very well without remembering exactly how my internal organs are arranged or how they stay in place, or how many feet are in a mile, or what the government in Morocco is like. Actually, you can go your whole life without knowing very much at all, and most of us do.
But anyhow, the point is: Mike learned something new that day, and I hope he remembers it. Tomato seeds might be very important one day.