Afghan Donation ~ Radish Seeds ~ Whipped

I finished the ripple afghan, which will be donated to the family benefit.

Best I figure, it's value is about $100.00.  Maybe $80-100.00, so I hope they fetch a good amount for it a the auction.  

The one surviving bag of germinating radish seeds sprouted.
Looks like I break open pods this week.   I decided, for kicks and giggles, to plant them (inside) too.  I have no inkling as to which pile of pods are cherry belle or french breakfast.  Either way they'll both be kept separate and planted.  I'll see if I can grow some of the surviving indoors to do a double check on which seeds are which ones.

As you guessed, I am whipped.  Woke up with congestion a teensy bit.  Downed my Four Thieves Vinegar, and taking it easy today.  And the rest of the week.

Our last Christmas gathering

Yeah, you read the title right!  My side of the family didn't get together in December like normal people.  Then again, what is normal?

Thursday afternoon, our 18 year-old daughter drove to one of the "Big Cities" and had a 2nd job interview.  She wanted a new phone, so while she was there, she stopped at the area mall and phone store there.  

Big mistake. 

They had a rookie employee, and the boss.  The boss left, after trying to push sales onto her first. 

Next, the guy had no clue what he was doing.  After almost five hours, with us trying to call and text her in panic as to where she was, she came in the house crying like a hot mess.  A serious hot mess.