I've got to be honest here. My wife is pretty much terrible at dropping hints for Christmas gifts that she would like for me to surprise her with. I'm left almost purely to my own devices to plumb the depths and figure out what would make an appropriate and exciting gift for Christmas morning. I love and loathe shopping for her. I've tried to make notes over the months and I can never find where I wrote something down that she mentioned she liked 8 months ago. So, I find myself wandering the mall(s) to find something, anything fitting.
The farm is wintry. It is wet and dirty and nothing survived the FREAKISH Thanksgiving freeze we had. Hence, there's not much to update you all on as far as the farm goes. We lost a potentially righteous crop of Broccoli, lettuce, mustard greens, spinach, radishes and chard. For shame!
We have been diligent in purchasing all our groceries from a farmers' market. We haven't cheated since the last time we cheated and I am still mightily craving Traders Joe's Mediterranean Seasoned Feta. And a salad in a bag. Those were the days...
Survivor is almost over. Thanks to the faithful friends who have kept coming out week after week to our Survivor Nights. We LOVE them. And we love your babies.
A few weeks ago Trisa and I joined a business and social club downtown. It's been great. Already, I've taken so many orders for wine that I had to skip a mixer just to make sure I didn't get so many orders I couldn't fill them. It'll only be a matter of time before the wine business and farm are sustainable full-time employment...
Anyway, that's all for now.
Mike
