I did something today I’ve never done before. I bought a bra… at the drug store! I wasn’t looking for underwear but there it was, on a hanger just like at the mall stores. It was the same style that I wear. There was only one left. And it was my size. It was meant to be! I was either lucky to get the last bra, or I’ve hit a new low in lingerie selection. Waiting in the checkout line, all I could think was please, don’t let this be the day someone sees me and says, “Hey, aren’t you Jenny Jones? I used to watch your talk show,” while their inside voice is saying, “How sad. Jenny must have hit some hard times buying her underwear at Walgreens!” I haven’t tried it on yet (how about some fitting rooms at the drug store?) but it looks like a good bra. And when there’s only one left of anything, it always means it’s something good, right? …except when you’re buying fish.

It’s 100 degrees and sunny and I just picked 73 more tomatoes for a new total of 4,502!!

It’s still growing new branches and there are still hundreds of new ones coming.

It’s absolutely mind boggling. And it’s going to be over 100 degrees the next couple of days so who know what will happen.

Shouldn’t I qualify for a farmer’s tax break?

It’s all anyone talked about all week here in Los Angeles. The space shuttle Endeavor made its final voyage today on the back of a 747 on its way to the California Science Center here in L.A.. After leaving Edwards Air Force Base, it flew over Sacramento and San Francisco and then did the most amazing flyover all over Los Angeles, really close to the ground. It allowed people all over the city to see it, many of whom were brought to tears. It flew over the Hollywood sign, Disneyland, Universal Studios, the Getty Center, Malibu, the Queen Mary in Long Beach, Disneyland, the Griffith Observatory, the Getty Center, weaving back and forth all over the city. I pulled over on Mulholland Drive and watched along with a crowd of people… and there it was!  How exciting to see this part of history! I took this photo which I’ll treasure forever.

Below is the flight path taken by the shuttle today. It flew over many of our famous landmarks where thousands of people gathered to see the flyover. What an exciting day!

Driving to Vegas in August… what was I thinking? It was 110 degrees! Going to hell doesn’t scare me now. We went for three days and I guess I’m not a very good traveller. It took me more days to pack than we spent in Vegas. I had to bring sandwiches & drinks for the road, 110 proof sunblock, my own sheets, my teapot, disinfectant wipes, hard boiled eggs, phone chargers, my skincare products…  I forgot my face scrub but that’s okay – I just rubbed my face with the hotel washcloth. When we hit the casino, I couldn’t breathe. I said to Denis, “This must be a  smokers’ convention.” Or else people who quit years ago were so stressed about losing money, they started smoking again.  I tried to have fun but it seems like I enjoyed Vegas more when I was younger. The clubs are all so loud. Where I enjoyed the music most on this trip, was in the elevator.

They need more Cirque du Soleil shows in Vegas. Com’on! There’s too many! They’re not even exciting any more. With titles like “O” and “KA” I should send them my idea: “BLAH” – acrobatics based on the history of how paint dries. Even my gambling was a bust. I lost my twenty dollars at  blackjack in less than a minute. They should call it Whackjack:  as soon as  you start putting money on the table, they whack you with a big stick.

Denis and I are off to Las Vegas for a few days. So what if it’s 107 degrees? Okay… it was my idea. I’m not concerned about the weather (just crank up the a/c!), but what about my tomatoes? And my hummingbirds? Who’s going to pick tomatoes and feed the mass of hummingbirds around here? No worries. We’ve arranged alternating shifts of people to come by every day to pick & count tomatoes (to make sure that  mangy, rat-faced, no-good, low-life, beady-eyed, scum-sucking, tomato-eating squirrel doesn’t get them) and fill the bird feeders. I should be worried about my gambling luck in Vegas but noooo, I’m more concerned about the birds running out of food! Oh well, I’ll have peace of mind to focus on the $20 I plan to gamble away. That’s all I’m willing to lose!

The car is gassed up and it’s only a 4 1/2 hour drive but I like to be prepared. So I’m taking hard boiled eggs, cut up carrots & peppers, salmon sandwiches, homemade oatmeal cookies, apples, bananas, water, kleenex, paper towels, handiwipes & bandaids. That’s just for the ride.  Once we get there, it’s party time! I’m staying up ’til midnight!