Iggies!

What a great day. Suzanne and I started our morning early with a 7:30 a.m. jog on the river trail. She talked her husband into joining us this morning, which was fun. I wish my husband would run with us, but he’s not having any of it.

Oh well. Maybe he’ll come along when he gets tired of hearing me tell him how much fun we had without him.

While we were running, we saw a heron standing out in the water. It was absolutely beautiful. Two of Suzanne’s neighbors were out on the river bank, feeding an injured goose and its mate.

When I got home, I took a quick shower and headed to Chandler for an event at the old National Guard Armory. The event was a combination groundbreaking for the restoration of the Armory and dedication of Oklahoma Route 66 as a state Scenic Byway.

Ron and I joined another roadie couple for lunch at the Rock Cafe before heading back to Chandler. Ron headed to work, and I spent most of the afternoon at the Oklahoma Route 66 Association board meeting.

One of our board members owns Worm Solutions, a business that sells worm compost and bins and red wigglers and stuff. I had arranged to buy a pound of red wigglers off of him after the meeting. I came home with a styrofoam bucket of cold, slimy, wiggly, adorable little worms — or “iggies,” as I used to call them when I was little.

I don’t know why I called them that. Maybe I thought their names should be Iggy. I don’t know. I don’t think I was trying to say “icky,” because I loved worms. Bugs scared me, because bugs could bite, but I thought worms were terrific. I think that might have had something to do with the fact that I read too much Richard Scarry as a child. When you count Lowly Worm among your literary companions, it’s hard to think ill of his relatives.

Anyway, my iggies are now happily munching on lettuce and cucumbers in the new vermicomposter I set up in the kitchen. (I guess they’re happy. They have moisture and bedding and food, and they’re not stuck in a bucket in a moving car that’s thumping and vibrating down the road any more, so they should be pretty content.)

I will take some pictures of the worm bin later. I can’t upload anything right now, because I am installing software on my computer, and I can’t run my photo editor while the software (Adobe Creative Suite 2 … hooray!) is installing.

Hope your day was as great as mine. An early-morning run with friends, beautiful wildlife, an afternoon on Route 66, a trip to the Apple store for new software, and to top it all off … a whole pound of iggies! What more could a girl want?

Emily

“All who would win joy, must share it; happiness was born a twin.”
— Lord Byron