This weekend, Tyson and I were down in NJ for a coworker’s wedding. His family is from India whereas she’s from NJ so they had a Hindu and an American wedding. Since we were on the gooms side, we spent most of the time trying to keep up with the gaggle of Indians and all their traditions. Most of them spoke English and they were all quite friendly. We had traditional dances the night before. And I got a henna drawing on my hand. The wedding was all in sanscrit, so we couldn’t quite follow that. Our friend did finally get up the guts to ride a horse to the brides house as is traditional. The horse was elaborately decked out, but had the temperment of a lump of clay, which was kind of funny. All in all, it was quite a fun experience.
Yesterday I came home from work to find my tomato plants fallen over. My best guess is that since it finally stopped raining, the bases dried out and then they tipped over because of all the long branches pointing away from the house. The tomato plants were all interwoven between the cages, so we cracked a few and pulled off green tomatoes trying to get them back upright. We rotated them 180 degrees so the house will give them support for now.