I Grew Actual Food!

 My plants have behaved very well.  A surprise for me, since I never actually expected anything to happen with these 20 cent Walmart seeds.  I stuck them in the dirt, covered them with a clear plastic dome and left them alone for 3 weeks.  And here is my first Nasturtium flower!  Beautiful. 

 And there are enough beans to have eaten them for dinner, just on the few plants I left on the small back porch.  But I didn't have to cook tonight, since all John's work friends (plus me) went out for Sushi.  That's right, it might not be on the coast, but Oklahoma has some of the best, freshest fish, both cooked and raw, you can imagine. 

Not the best picture, but it was a fun evening.  90% business, but that's to be expected.  You can see Juliette pretty well, and Frank and Ricky - all of whom have been mentioned here before.  Frank is the man who was on the other side of the Elvis statue in Las Vegas, with my husband, all crooning into the mike.  Ricky is the guy who makes my husband's life so much easier because he was such a quick study and could pick up all the West Coast so fast.  I would have used his name before, but I was unsure how he spelled Ricky (Rickie), which is the height of absurdity, since my husband gave him the nickname and no one else calls him that.  I should have just asked John how to spell it.  Which is what I did tonight, and you can see what he decided.  You only get to see Jerry's hands, which is a shame, because he is ex-marine handsome - kind of like Gibbs on NCIS.  He's in my last year's birthday post pictures.  (He sent me that incredible B-17.)  And there is a new guy named Richard, who evidently lost some contest my husband devised where there was competitive proofreading.  Yes, John knows how to motivate.