Personal Watermelon

Oh wow. We were BUSY this weekend. Busy busy busy. Busier than one-armed paperhangers. Busier than bees. Busier than .... well, just BUSY. Too busy to think of ways to describe how busy we were.

What does that have to do with watermelon? Well not much. But in the SFW there was a humongous pile of them. Labeled "personal". Since when are watermelons "personal"? Our busy-ness didn't revolve around watermelons, but we did have up-close contact with a personal watermelon this weekend. And let me tell you, if you haven't had such contact----seek it out immediately! It was well worth the $2.50 at SFW. Yet there's really nothing personal about it. It's plenty large enough to share with friends. At least the one that came home with me from SFW was. And no seeds! A bonus! Unless you are planning a seed-spitting contest. But we weren't, so it was all good.

I personally put that watermelon in a bowl. A bowl that's really not a bowl, but does a good impression of one. It's really the top part of a cake holder. I've owned that cake holder for about 20 years and I don't think it's ever held a cake. In fact I'm not even sure where the bottom part of it is. But the top part makes an excellent bowl. Especially if one if preparing a large volume of fruit salad for a picnic. That cake holder top has held many fruit salads over those 20 years.

I like to layer fruit salads in that bowl. It is clear, made from lucite or some other such transparent plastic material. Sturdy. Large. Layerable. And the layers look quite attractive through the clear plastic sides. Colorful. Festive. Appetizing. Fruity.

This fruit salad had six layers in this order from the bottom up: watermelon, honeydew melon, cantaloupe, red seedless grapes, blueberries, kiwi fruit slices. The melons were chunked into pieces, a bit larger than one-bite size but a bit smaller than two-bite size. Nice sized chunks that wouldn't get mushy while they awaited their fate. It turned out very pretty. And delicious.

So about 30 minutes of our busy weekend were spent preparing that fruit salad. Which we took to an end of the summer Labor Day gathering. That gathering ate up about five hours of our busy weekend. The rest of the weekend was spent laboring. Because isn't that what Labor Day weekend is all about? It is in our house. While we labored, we had background entertainment with the TV tuned into college football, baseball and/or the Law & Order marathon. We didn't really see all of anything. Because we were laboring and such.

I barely touched the keyboard all weekend. I don't think it missed me much.