Well, as you may remember, I need to cut the grass tonight. But, there is a 50% chance of rain. It did, in fact, rain during the early afternoon (and my heart sank), but it was just a brief shower.
So, under overcast skies, I raced home after work. Well, raced as much as I could, as President George Bush was at the convention hall just across the way (the same one we used to have company Christmas parties at and where Jake and Carla had their wedding reception). So, there were cops and closed roads, and frustrated drivers, etc., everywhere.
But, I did get home, changed clothes, threw treats at the cats and checked the oil and gas in the mower. I started cutting the front lawn first, figuring if I did have to stop because of rain, at least it would look nice from the road.
Then I got out back. About half way through, it started to sprinkle (enough to get my t-shirt wet, but not enough yet to "clump" the grass). So, I soldiered on. I finished it up about 7:30 PM. I changed clothes (again) and started warming up my dinner. I had the last of the meatloaf patties, the last of the mashed potatoes and the last of the radish and cucumber salad.
I just realized we never discussed my additions to the radish and cucumber salad, BTW. Taste-wise, adding the scallions was a good move and it added just a little zip to it. Presentation sucked, though. You couldn't really see the scallions, and what you could see (the green parts) looked bad, almost like the cucumbers skin had sloughed off.
My next attempt will be to add some sliced red onions. Those should give it the punch and be more visible. If it works, we christen it the CaptainK Radish Salad and publish it. We'll see...
I was watching TV when the real rain hit so hard I could hear it. I went out in the kitchen and it looked like somebody was throwing buckets of water at the kitchen window! When I woke up Thursday morning, I slipped outside and checked the rain gauge. I got just over one inch of rain!
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