Busy Day and Much Left Undone

Today was one busy day.  Yesterday,  my partner made a deal on a generator,
but didn't pay for it until after talking to me.  It was a 1200.00 generator, 8,000
watts, for 350.00.  You bet I said Yes!  We already lost power once for about
6 hours plus, and we have no desire to lose power to the point where our
refrigerator is affected--or the heat or air conditioning.

My partner started the day with a walk after dropping me off at the curb market.
They were having some sort of festival.  In the Hendersonville, Asheville area,
a weekend is a good excuse to have a festival.  I only bought some field peas
from the woman my partner calls Grandma, and some coconut cream cheese
bars from the same person I bought them from a while back.  They are sheer
perfection.

When he came back from his walk, we headed to Asheville.  On the way, we
got behind someone who had issues with driving.  He was all over the road,
driving very slow, and at one point just stopped--and not a stop sign.  He got
horned for that one.  I would have done the same.  He moved forward and then
leaped out of his SUV and commenced screaming at us.  He called my partner
an "old man"--and he is seven years younger than myself.  He was not fit--had
too much weight on him--and made the colossal mistake of assuming we were
intimidated by him.  And he knew nothing about the art of fighting--he was
standing in front of the truck door.  My partner could have had him down in less
than 5 minutes.  But he showed restraint.  The man was yelling, "Do you know
who I am?  You really don't want to mess with me!"  It was all I could do to keep
from mouthing off something irreverent and sassy.  But I kept my mouth shut.
His wife was so distraught--he probably beat her up when he got home.  He
struck me as that type.  But the "Oh Yeah?  You and whose army?" was flying
through my head.

After that, the rest of the day was very pleasant.  We had a few things to pick up
from Walmarts and then on to pick up that generator, that is now living in the back
of his truck, encased in plastic, with a sheet of plywood on top for good measure
awaiting the arrival of his brother to assist in getting it down. It weighs about 300
lbs.  We went to Ingles; I needed yogurt if I am to take all the antibiotics.  There
was a list--and we didn't get home until 3:30 pm.  I was exhausted by then, and
decided we could start the rest of the chores--regarding the fleas--tomorrow.

I had a bunch of mail--Bird and Bloom magazine came.  I had to peruse it
before I napped.  I ate some Lime yogurt and looked at the pictures mostly.
There was one of a hummer trying to run off a hawk.  The hummer was very
unsuccessful.

And that is really all for today!