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I am not capable of doing one thing at a time.
Anyone else do strange things in the powder room? Yes, I will call it a powder room as that sounds much more refined & lady-like than bathroom. Because clearly, I am the model of refinement when I pee with the door open, allow my husband to photograph me while peeing, and then post it on the internet. *sigh*
Clearly, Riley-Cat loves 3-day weekends, too
Yesterday I thought a lot about it being Memorial Day. Up until probably last year, I viewed Memorial Day as just another holiday,
but I now see it for the important day of recognition that it is.
I thought of my dad who served in Vietnam & my grandpa who served in WWII. I thought of how lucky I am to be alive because they did serve. Growing up, my dad used to tell my brother & I that his job in the army was to deliver the mail. Which was true. Except that in order to deliver the soldiers’ beloved letters, he had to travel through highly dangerous areas, not once but twice daily.
Two years ago at my grandpa’s funeral, I learned that when he was overseas, his ship’s departure time was changed to an earlier time & he never caught word. The ship was bombed & everyone on board died. Except for grandpa, who was probably sitting on a barstool at the time. Thank God for grandpa & his alcoholism. (again, I say ~ I’m not religious, but the G-word just keeps popping out & it seems appropriate in this context!) And please don’t take my speaking of my grandpa’s alcoholism as me being flippant. My grandparent’s alcoholism was as much a part of them as anything else, and I don’t fault them for that, nor do I love them any less.
At any rate, between my grandpa missing his ship & my dad making it through dangerous territory twice a day for who knows how long, I AM LUCKY TO HAVE BEEN BORN. And I think I need to remind myself of that from time to time.
Thank you to grandpa, who I know can hear me even though I’m not saying it out loud, and thank you to dad, who I promise I will tell in person. Or maybe I’ll send a card because I’m not good at expressing the sentimental stuff.
Honey & I went to a wedding Saturday, which is always fun. I swear, Alaska is the only place it is acceptable to wear jeans to a wedding reception. I could never, of course, but it is nevertheless acceptable with certain couples & venues. I don’t think I got any photos of Honey & I, but I did take this photo of our gift to the bride & groom. I just love the paper & I thought the little crocheted flower was quite clever of me. I had bought a baggie full of them at a community garage sale a few years ago, but they’re so damn cute, I haven’t thought of the right project for them yet.
Sunday I worked on several craft & sewing projects, none of which got finished. Really, the story of my life. If I thought I had any followthrough at all, I would make a declarative statement ~ I WILL finish one project tonight ~ but that’s just too much pressure. Better to see where the evening takes me.
Monday I worked in the garden, and did get one flower bed finished. I mapped out my plan, dug out the grass, mixed in the peet & good soil, and finally got my lilac in the ground. The bushes are called Japanese Barberry, which was my cheap alternative to a Japanese Maple. Geesh, trees are spend-y!! I stole some hostas & strawberry plants from the backyard to fill in some of the holes, and voila! It’s sort of a random little flower bed, and I will likely rearrange it later on, as when I put something in the ground, it rarely stays put. I always plant too close together, or too far apart, or it’s not getting enough light, or it’s all in a row (how very un-cottage like!) instead of scattered, etc.
Our 3-day weekend with a bbq with Bucky, Michelle, & our friends Brian & Jenn. We had a house full of dogs, and yes, my new garden survived. Just barely. And here is me & Porter about 2 minutes after everyone left. Note: I am sleeping on one of my sewing projects ~ one of two pillowcases. Cute, no? I also got the same poppy-fabric in a turquoise blue. Honey is not thrilled that I’m flowering up “his” couch. I let him know that if I wanted to put flowers on the couch, there wasn’t a whole lot he could do about it. Sorry honey, but that’s the way it’s gotta be.
nighty night ~
The smell. I love the smell of spring. One day the air is normal, and the next it has exploded in sweetness. I love the day that I realize the smell has arrived. It happened last Thursday, when Honey & I were walking Doodles at Construction. Construction is our favorite, if only for its convenience, place to walk Doodles. About a quarter mile from our house is a construction site which will be filled with houses by the end of summer. We let Doodles off-leash & he does what Doodles love to do ~ RUN! Lately we’ve been loading up his backpack with rocks (one on each sideof the pack) to outline our garden beds. Like I said, rocks are the best free landscaping medium around. Although, at 2 rocks per walk, it’s going to take a while.
After taking Doodles for a walk this morning, I spent the entire day outside working in the yard. I started by raking up the dead moss from the lawn, then moved on to weeding & aerating the soil in one flower bed. I hadn’t anticipated creating a new flower bed today, but nevertheless, I have a new flower bed off the deck. The deck, which I hate, will hopefully have posts & a railing in the not so distant future, creating more of a country-porch feel.
Our lawn still needs some serious TLC. Honey sprayed the lawn with moss killer a few days ago, and I don’t know what my next step is. More moss killer? Fertilizer? Just grass seed? Mom’s coming over tomorrow to assess the situation & to make sure I haven’t placed my plants improperly. When it comes to gardening, I learn as I go. And I get lots of tips from my mom, who has been gardening for as long as I can remember. I do have gardening books, but I tend to get so excited about a project that I jump right in without doing my homework first.
Besides a new garden, I also gave myself a nice little sunburn today. (Self portrait taken because Honey is in Gustavus for a bachelor party this weekend) It didn’t occur to me to put on sunscreen, nor do I even own any presently. Hopefully tomorrow will be sunny again so I can even things out I don’t know if there will be any gardening in my future tomorrow, however. With each passing minute, my poor body gets more & more sore from the hours of digging. If only I could channel Porter’s digging for good instead of destruction. I am sure he’s still trying to figure out why he is not allowed to dig in the yard and I can. Me, the lowly person responsible for feeding him & cleaning up his poo, can dig but Doodles the Wonder Dog cannot. Yeah, life’s just funny that way.
Today’s forecasted high temp ~ 65 degrees!! Say it isn’t so!
For those who didn’t see my comment a couple posts back, I was a juror in a murder trial this past week. Yesterday the defense rested, and after the closing arguments, I was randomly dismissed along with one other juror to make the final panel of 12. I thought all along that if I was dismissed as an alternate, I would be disappointed to not see this process through to the end, but it turns out it was a huge relief on many levels. I will describe my experience (no gross details, I promise) in another post, but right now payroll beckons.
hello my friends ~
Even though it’s already been a week since my last post (my, how time flies when your life turns insane all at once), I will not likely be writing much in the next week or so. I have something incredibly huge going on, and it will be too hard to not write about it. But I promise that as soon as this is all over, I will share in great length what all the secrecy is about.
Happy birthday to Honey, who turned 26 yesterday. Honey, who loves to remind me that he will always be younger.
everything comes back into style.
who remembers bubble skirts??
day three ~ green!