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How many topics can I cram into one post?

Starting next Monday morning, I’m going to herding a passel of 5-yr-olds through four days of VBS/Music Camp. Yes, it’s entirely possible that this could be disastrous… Bobby laughs manically every time I mention it, which is doing nothing for my self-confidence. I’m looking forward to it though — it’s the first thing I’ve been asked to do for our new-to-us church, and I’m determined to give it a hearty try.

In other news, something’s gnawing on my tomatoes. It’s gotten to the point of me picking them green and letting them ripen on the kitchen window sill. I’ve been advised that I may have a stinkbug problem — can’t say that I’ve ever been told that before. Anybody know how to repel stinkbugs?

Now, about vampires. I’ve belatedly jumped on the vampire train. I wasn’t so much into the Twilight books — Bella’s character just got on my last nerve. But then I greatly enjoyed the movie (developed an adolescent crush on the little pretty boy that plays Edward Cullen), so decided to put “True Blood” at the top of our Netflix queue. It’s fabulous, ya’ll — funny, spooky, gory, and completely addictive. And the writers have nailed the South dead-on… bigotry, religion, drama, social tension, & sex all rolled up into one big fascinating ball. Sue and I have a date to finish Season 1 tonight — we have to close our blinds so our neighbors won’t judge us for watching smut :)

Next paragraph, home improvement. I love a freshly painted room… the more color, the better. From left to right: our master bedroom is smokey slate, hallways are chocolate, kitchen is gourd, dining room is antique blue, and living room is barley. (The blues look very similar here, but the slate is actually a good bit greener than the antique blue).

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But then there’s the master bathroom. I hate it. I hate the colors I chose (they’re not pictured… that’s how much I hate them). I hate the painted woodwork (which was white, and then I decided to paint it. Stupid idea.)  I hate the curtains I made. Blah. This has never happened to me before. And it would be the room that took the longest to paint, of course. It took a while for me to admit that I chose badly (kept thinking it would grow on me), and when I did, Bobby said “Yeah, I’ve hated it ever since you did it.” Um, ok, super. Thanks for telling me.

It’s directly off the master bedroom, so I feel like I need to blend…  keep leaning toward more blue, green, gray-type colors, but it just feels boring to have everything be in that color family. Also been playing with Behr’s ColorSmart tool, where you can choose a color, and Behr gives coordinating suggestions… haven’t found anything that appeals. Dunno. But I’m feeling antsy. Every time I go in there, I hate it a little more. My bathroom is NOT my happy place.

And one last tidbit. Since the Great Robbery of 2009, we decided to have a security system installed. You have the choice of having your system go through a land-line or cell phone, and we chose the land-line*. Bobby and I haven’t had a house phone since the Charlotte days, back in 2006. Feels all retro and old-school and stuff.

*YES, we know that nefarious beings could cut our phone line and have their way with us, but the paranoia has to stop somewhere, and we drew the line there. Please don’t tell me scary stories about rapists and murderers and home invasions, k?

And so to embrace our return to traditional phone service, I bought this baby off Ebay:

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Yes, folks, that is a vintage orange rotary phone. I laugh every single time I walk by it… the color, the dial, the shrill ring, the cord that strands you in the doorway with it’s 1.5-ft length… it’s great. Ha.

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what’s working & what’s not

In recent weeks, my blog has been getting hammered by people looking for gardening info. I feel badly for them… although I’m very glad to have them visit, I’m fairly positive that they’re not finding what they’re looking for here. My gardening efforts are sadly inadequate compared to all the “real” gardeners out there.

But while I’m talking about the garden, am going to record recent happenings/observations:jun17 004 copy

  • My bell peppers were languishing, but suddenly seem to have turned the corner. I haven’t done anything differently, so have no idea what made them decide to behave. Check out this little guy (pictured to the right)… isn’t he kinda cute?  And please ignore all the buggy bites on the leaves — I guess I need to figure out what to do to discourage the bugs, but just haven’t.
  • The dogs have discovered a fondness for green tomatoes… I’ve caught them on several occasions gnawing on the little baby ‘maters. I’ve scolded them soundly, and haven’t seen them stealing any lately, but don’t know if it’s because they’ve learned their lesson, or they’ve just gotten smarter about hiding it from me.
  • Putting cages around the cucumbers has been my best decision of Garden 2009. They are doing ridiculously well, and are producing like mad. I picked 13 — yes, THIRTEEN — yesterday! Quite a change from last year, when I got only maybe two the entire season. And they’re abnormally long, I guess because they’re hanging from their vines instead of laying on the ground?  Bobby, being the 13-yr-old boy that he is, has had lots of obscene comments about the size and length of the cucumbers. I’m sure you can imagine. Dork.

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  • In addition to 13 cucumbers, yesterday’s “harvest” also included 2 zucchini squash and 8 sweet banana peppers. Here’s everything in the kitchen sink. I put the ruler in there as reference because I was amazed by the sheer massiveness of the two 16-inch cucumbers. Yes, 16 INCHES.

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  • Potatoes… huh. Not sure I’ll do potatoes again. They were an impulse plant, not really something that I fully intended. I guess I’m a little confused as to the benefit of growing potatoes for someone like me, who needs a small garden with maximum productivity. Unless I’ve misunderstood, potatoes are only harvested once at the end of their season. Which means that I’m going to have a shit-ton of potatoes at the end of the summer, and then that’s it. For my gardening purposes, I think I prefer the plants that I can continually pick throughout the summer, rather than just a one-time thing….  But it’s entirely possible that I’m missing some crucial bit of potato knowledge. Dunno.
  • Zucchini plants are doing fine. Not overly excited about zucchini as a general rule, but I’m going to try some new recipes and see if I can convince my housemates (and myself) that zucchini really does rock after all.
  • And about the raised bed. You may remember that I had a whole decision-making process that went into our single raised bed, and we finally built one as a “test bed.” Well, ya’ll, I gotta say that I’m not loving my raised bed. I don’t know what I’ve done wrong, because it seems quite apparent that something’s not right. I’m kind of embarrassed to even post this picture because I hate publishing my suckiness, but let’s look at this as a learning exercise, shall we?
    Pictured below is what your raised bed garden SHOULD NOT look like. The snaky-looking thing is the soaker hose. The little plants in the upper left-hand corner of the box are parsley and cilantro.  The plants in the lower right-hand corner are basil and mint.  The herbs are doing fine… the watermelon plants, not so much. What watermelon plants, you ask??  Exactly!! You can’t see them because they’re DEAD.

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So all you gardening gods & goddesses out there, if you’re reading, do you have any input, suggestions, or knowledge that you would like to share?  Or if there are any novices like me, I’m interested to hear your opinions/experiences too!

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yard therapy

What to do when I’m feeling down? Why, yard work, of course! I stopped counting on my 12th wheelbarrow trip to the road…

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Six hours later, I was grimy from head to toe and aching all over, but quite happy with the leaflessness of my yard. Started limping toward the shower when the seldom-used hammock caught my eye. My nastiness doesn’t matter to the hammock, so I crawled right in. Why don’t I lie in the hammock more often?

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Update on the little garden

The little garden is thriving… there’s really very few things that make me happier than digging around in my yard dirt. This is the garden as of yesterday:

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The tomatoes, zucchini squash, & banana peppers are doing quite nicely. The bell peppers seem to be struggling, however — the leaves are holey, and it appears that bugs have been snacking on them. I tried potatoes for the first time this year… 6 reds and 6 whites. All the white potatoes are growing, but two of the reds didn’t make it. I dug them up yesterday, and the eyes never sprouted for some reason. Weird.

*Side note: potatoes are SO freakin’ easy to grow. You just wait until the ones in your pantry start sprouting “eyes”, cut them up with approx. two eyes per chunk, and pop them in the ground about 3-4 inches under the surface. About 1-2 wks later, *VOILA*, teeny potatoes plants are appearing.

Jury’s still out on the raised bed vs. row debate. Bobby built the one “test” bed (click here for our shopping list), but I also did raised rows, which you can kinda see in the picture below. Basically I just piled the dirt up to increase drainage and to also create paths between the rows so I have full access to all the plants. I raked leaves, and used them to line the paths, thus eliminating the problem of muddy shoes.

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I also cut grass for the first time yesterday. This job has always fallen under Bobby’s responsibilities, but he’s been busy, and I was feeling ambitious yesterday. We have a relatively small yard (0.25 acre, which is big for the city, but tiny compared to the country where I grew up), so we have only a push mower. Did the yard and was still feeling sassy, so I heading outside the back fence (you can kinda see it in the pic above), and attacked the waist-high weeds back there as well.  My trusty mower was a bit reluctant, but together we prevailed.

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The One Where I Talk About My Garden

apr27-0041Friday night, the Anderson Soiree in historic downtown. Twas great fun –beautiful weather, live music, happy people, and pulled pork & beer on the sidewalk. I really love living near downtown… told Bobby the other day that if we ever move, it’ll be no farther than one street over, on what’s known as Boulevard. He agreed. Of course, we’d have to win the lottery for that to happen, but whatever. I overheard this comment (said in a disparaging tone): “Well, Anderson will never be Greenville.” My response (in my head, not out loud): Yep, thus it’s charm. Yay for Anderson.

Have I mentioned that I love living here? Ok, just making sure :)

Saturday, the raised bed vs. ground-level garden debate continued. After much measuring, and sketching, and calculating, and googling, we decided to do one raised “test” bed, with the remainder at ground level. Headed to the store, where we stocked up on supplies. The great thing about raised bed gardening? It doesn’t matter what kind of soil you “naturally” have, because you can create the perfect combo. Some of you have mentioned that you might be interested in the details, so I’m gonna note them here (I figure it’ll be a nice reference for next year’s gardening attempt as well).

For a 8 ft x 4 ft x 1 ft bed, we bought:

  • 6pcs of 2×6x8 environmentally-friendly treated lumber
  • 1pc of 4×4x6 lumber
  • 12 40lb bags of el-cheapo top soil
  • 2 2-cu.ft. bags of peat moss
  • 3 40lb bags of Moo-Nure (yes, they sell cow poop & charge $3 per bag)
  • 2 50lb bags of sand (mixed in for improved drainage)

The finished bed looked like this… only took about an hour to make. Also mixed in some compost from grass clippings/leaves/etc. Final cost, including bed & soil = $100.

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Planted for the rest of the day:

  • 4 large tomatoes (2 Better Boys & 2 Big Boys… am doing a test to see what’s the difference)
  • 4 cherry tomatoes
  • 6 cucumbers (am gonna cage them this year so that they grow up instead of out)
  • 2 sweet banana peppers
  • 2 bell peppers
  • 3 zucchini
  • 2 watermelons
  • herbs — basil, mint, cilantro, & parsley. Plan to do chives also.

Also gonna do a row each of white & red potatoes, but I’m waiting for them to sprout eyes (you know those creepy little sprigs that grow out of taters after they’ve been sitting a while? Well, if you chop them up and plant them, they grow. Craziness.)

So ok, this concludes the one where I talk about my garden.

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The Great Garden Debate

After prying myself away from the laptop yesterday, I headed into the great outdoors to begin Project Garden. My dad, in a rare show of fatherly involvement, hauled his tiller over this past Saturday and tilled a patch of earth for me. Last year’s garden was relatively small (about 9ft wide x 5ft long).  Since it was my first foray into gardening, I wanted to start small… realized quickly that I had a crammed a few too many plants into a too-small space.

So when Daddy got his tiller out and asked me for measurements, I told him “bigger than last year.” And oh my, did he comply. He got till-happy — he started and didn’t stop for 4 hours — thus resulting in a substantially larger space. This year’s plot is 9ft wide (again) x 27ft long. Yep, about 5 times longer than last year’s.

When I headed out yesterday, I grabbed a hoe and immediately started viciously hacking away at the earth, serial killer style. This lasted approximately 20 minutes before black spots started appearing, head started swimming, and I had to plunk myself in the dirt to avoid passing right the heck out. Lesson of the day: massive amounts of cold medicine and wild hoeing don’t mix.

Dusted myself off after a while, and decided to try a different, less violent approach. Collected a notepad from the house and copied down all the spacing requirements for my little plants. Any veteran gardeners out there, I know your eyeballs probably just melted…  yes, I bought plants and tilled without any pre-planning. Happy, random gardener, that’s me. Then sat on the front porch and began methodically plotting my attack.

So here’s where the debate begins. Should I:

A) Proceed with the traditional, basic ground-level garden with rows? This is what I did last year and it was easy-peasy.

row-gardenPros: Short-term, it’s the easiest approach. I can just dig holes, pop my plants in, and water like I did last year.

Cons: But last year, the garden was only 5ft wide, so I could reach all the plants for picking and weeding without walking into the plot — this year, that won’t be the case. And last year, I noticed that yard has poor drainage, which is (I think) why my watermelons, cucumbers, and cantaloupes rotted on their vines.

or should I:

B) Try a raised-bed garden? This is apparently the not-so-new fad in gardening, which I discovered yesterday in my quest for the perfect garden plan.

raised_beds-garden_photo-close-380x304Pros: Eliminates poor drainage problem. Also allows easy access to all plants without actually walking into the plot. Reduces weeds. Plus, I think it just looks nice and neat.

Cons: Decisions – do we buy premade beds or build our own? Cost – the beds aren’t cheap. Short-term inconvenience – I can’t just plant and water right this minute. And then there’s the permanence factor — what if I don’t like having raised beds? What if my raised beds are ugly? Then I’m stuck with them. And what do you do with them during the winter? Do they just sit there emptily?

So yeah, my garden is still unplanted as of today, but I still feel that a bit of progress was made.

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derailed

This is me:

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Took me a while to find a visual aid where no one died, because that would just be disrespectful.

I’ve been drinking the haterade for the last couple of weeks. There was the pregnancy announcement which, although I couldn’t share initially, I kinda started working through. And THEN it went public, and I got angry all over again. And THEN the creeping crud came calling, and I’ve been physically feeling like shi-ca-ca. And THEN all my inside spring flowers died, and my house got covered in dog hair, and I sat in a piled of used tissues, and felt sorry for my pathetic self for a few days.

Oh yeah, and my neighbors are getting evicted and this makes me hatefully happy. I hope they take their kitchen appliance and two shopping carts that are currently residing in their backyard with them.

So here’s what gonna happen now. I’m going to step away from the laptop and Facebook and deadbaby blogs and message boards and all other technological vices, and I’m going to my backyard to plant my garden. Gonna get this train back on the damn tracks. Yep. Next time ya’ll see me, I’m going to be merrily (& maybe medicatedly) chugging along…

Check it out:

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Spring has sprung!

mar9-013Today, I’ve been sitting on the front porch swing and reading a book. Productive? Not so much. Relaxing? You betcha. These first few days of spring really feel like a lovely little surprise — I mean, I knew spring was coming, but I always forget how nice it is to walk outdoors and be greeted by a reawakening world. Smells like freshly mowed grass, sunshine, and the flowering bush on the corner…  I wish that I could take scratch-&-sniff pictures.

Picture to the right is my unkempt flower bed — the blooms are persevering despite the carpet of leaves and weed intruders. My rake and I have an appt with the flower beds & a couple of bags of mulch in the next week or so. I admit that I’m still feeling more than a little intimidated by the disaster that is our backyard, but Bobby says we have to just chip away at it one little project at a time. See? That’s why I married Bobby.

Does anyone know how to deal with a koi pond? Our house had one when we moved it, and I have absolutely no clue how to clean/maintain it. I actually don’t even know if it’s a koi pond… it might just be a goldfish pond?… argh, poor fish that have probably already died due to their incompetent owners.

  1. Koi/Goldfish pond — don’t even know where to start
  2. Hammock — the hammock itself is filthy with wintry muck, and underneath it, squirrels have built a Blair-Witch-like thicket of sticks and leaves and all sorts of fun things.
  3. Garden — this is big one. We really enjoyed having our own little vegetable garden last year, but the actual planning/tilling/planting phase is overwhelming. I guess I need to sit down and just map it out on paper?
  4. Hot tub — the tub has a slow leak, the cover is caving in, and the whole thing just needs to be scrubbed. Hasn’t been used in months. Funny how I always thought I would use the snot out of a hot tub until I got one…
  5. Deck/patio area — Leaves, leaves, and more leaves. Need to rake, hose off, pull weeds, replace lights, and repair some of the cutesy little birdhouses back there that are in the process of biting it. Patio table/chairs need a spring cleaning. Oh my.

So yeah. So glad that I made that list and completely stressed myself out. Does anyone else do that?… find yourself fixating on the “to do” list instead of just enjoying, I mean? Perhaps I need to go back out and swing for a while longer. :)

Welcome to Spring, everybody!!

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I got off the couch

After two days of marinating in misery, I’ve actually done something today!! Sort of started on 4 of my 15 items, to be exact.

  • Called and made an appt with Lisa for some hair therapy tomorrow at 2:30pm. Scheduled a cut and color, so I can get rid of the last of my highlights.
  • Took my maternity clothes back and exchanged them for a basic work wardrobe that actually fits. I was ruthless… tried each thing on, and if it pulled or puckered or required me to suck in, I got a larger size, no matter how horribly large the size was. I figure that if I feel ok in them, I’m just going to try not to let that size number bother me. Not right now, at least. Can only deal with one fun thing at a time. Was the most extravagant shopping trip that I’ve done in years – 3 prs of pants, 3 skirts, 3 shirts, 2 sweaters, and a cute denim jacket. All for $120… Ross is the best :)
  • Made an appt with Jennifer for a sewing lesson tomorrow morning. Am going to make two pillows for the living room as my first project.
  • Downloaded an astrological gardening calendar for our planting/landscaping weekends. My grandparents, who have a burgeoning garden every year, swear by the moon phases…. so who am I to question? Figure it can’t hurt to give our yard all possible advantages. So our planting weekend is tentatively scheduled for Oct 11-12.
  • And this one wasn’t actually on my list, but we’ve been needing to knock it out… I booked our Christmas cabin for this year. We wanted to return to Black Bear Lodge, which is where we stayed last year, but it’s no longer being rented. So we went with a lovely home called Fern Valley that’s located near Ellijay, GA. I’m glad that we’ve decided to make this a new family tradition… Christmas without Mama will never be the same, so giving ourselves a different setting every year makes it easier, somehow….


So progress has been made. It’s amazing how much better I feel when I know that I’ve done something besides eat cupcakes and watch mindless tv.

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And on a personal note…

Whew.

Maggie’s party was much easier once I just put my mind in neutral. I mean, really, could we PLEASE have a few more blonde, beautiful children running about?! There were a few dizzy spells, but no cramping, no nausea. One of Jennifer’s friends was pregnant to the point of exploding, and Amy, Tom’s sister, just found out she’s pregnant with their second. Babies, babies, everywhere… funny how I didn’t really notice until I was smacked in the face with my own baby-less-ness.

There was one awkward moment when my Aunt Jeanie kept questioning about the “surgery” until I finally just told her that I had had a second miscarriage. I have no idea if she’ll share it with the rest of the VA folk… it’s not that I mind them knowing that much. It’s just that I have a picture in my head of them talking about it, about me, about how something’s wrong with me, and it makes me sad and uncomfortable. But whatever…. it’s not that big a deal. And then there was the melt-down in the bathroom after the THIRD person rubbed my stomach. Argh. I know that they didn’t know… they thought I was 9 weeks pregnant, not 1 week miscarried. But all was ok after a good bawl in the bathroom.

So now here we are. I’m a little at a loss. What now? I feel ok physically, so there’s no reason that I shouldn’t get off my butt and be productive. Aunt Jeanie is the best house guest ever, in that she cleans the snot out of everything… so with the exception of a few stray items here and there, it doesn’t even really look like I had company this weekend. And yet here I sit.

I know it should be old news by now, but it really is still sinking in… no baby. Only me, us, what we have now. And that needs to be enough. Can’t focus everything on the lack of baby, the lack of pregnancy. But it’s to hard to un-think, un-feel, un-want something that was the focus of every thought for weeks.

Blah. I’ve gotta snap out of it. I made a list before the D&C, a list of attainable goals that are about us moving on and being happy with all the lovely things that we have. I think I can, I think I can. Just one little day – and goal – at a time. I don’t know if I’ll actually accomplish any of these today… but reading them has to be a step in the right direction, right? :)

A List of Things to Do (in no particular order).

  1. Ride bike or take a walk at least 3 times a week.
  2. Join WeightWatchers with Bobby.
  3. Exchange maternity clothes for new “work” clothes.
  4. Find a non-stressful part-time job.
  5. Break down all baby items & put them in the attic.
  6. Clean out the office & redecorate it as a guest bedroom.
  7. Plan & plant memory garden in the back corner of the yard.
  8. Paint our bedroom & bathroom.
  9. Learn to sew – starting with pillows and pajama pants, and progressing to curtains and lavish bedding for my and Bobby’s bed.
  10. Mulch & replant flower beds. Seed yard.
  11. Sit on the front porch regularly.
  12. Implement a household schedule – grocery shopping, cooking, laundry, cleaning, errands, etc. on certain days of the week.
  13. Make (and keep) a hair appt with Lisa the Hair Extraordinaire.
  14. Take pictures and list items on Craig’s List or Ebay.
  15. Price and plan for several home improvements:
    • Gas logs for living room fireplace
    • Replace carpet in master bedroom
    • Have dining room chairs refinished in time for Thanksgiving dinner
    • Built-in bookcase in office/guest bedroom

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