Fall Gardening
Was laying in bed this morning, dreading planting the hundreds of bulbs that I ordered. Then I went to Home Depot and went a little nuts. I shouldn’t buy anything living from them because they do such a crappy job of taking care of their stuff.. but as much as I scream about quality over price, I guess I’m just kind of cheap. So I bought 20 bags of mulch (on the list), a bird bath… SO cute… concrete, looks like a little kid made it… only $16! (not on the list), 2 roses - half price (not on the list), 2 purple asters, so pretty! (nope), pansies (on the list!), dracena spikes (not), 3 big tall gorgeous junipers (nope). : ) $200 later and I’m pooped. I got my window boxes planted with the pansies and dracena spikes, and I got 30 crocuses planted. 55 daffodils and an unknown number of alliums left… plus all the shit I bought today. I was only out there for 2 hours and I kept waiting for the sun to go down…. I just can’t take this manual labor anymore! Too overwhelming. Guess I”ll get back out there tomorrow, but for now a nice glass of chardonnay and crab cakes (which unfortunatley I have to make from scratch await).
J’s been cleaning the house all day, which I think is silly since our housekeeper is coming on Tuesday. But he’s in an anal mood,so I’ll let him go with it.
Football… My friend J, who I never talk to anymore called me last week to yell at me about the state of my fantasy football team. I forgot to set my lineup. : ) For some very odd reason, I’m just not into football this year. The Redskins are even doing ok, but now I’m afraid I’ll jinx them if I start watching.. so I have no idea what’s going on. And my league kind of sucks.. nobody smack talks.. nobody trades… their kind of lame. It’s about half girls and half guys and the only cool ones are the girls. But.. this week i’m playing my friend H’s husband and he’s cool. He’s an ex-marine and me and H and J used to play poker with him and we’d all be talking about football and he’d say how we were more manly than his friends. And then we’d drink him under the table. But he was fun, and he’s smack talking me hard. Said somethign about kicking my liberal ass. What’s life without smack talk?
Anyway, tonight I’m going to work on my presentation. I’m sort of excited! (must be drunk). It only has to be 10 minutes, so that’s not bad. Oh! I was pretty adventurous last night at the japanese restaurant. Got maki rolls with veggie tempura and soft shell crab tempura. And tried the mystery appetizers that they brought us for free. For me, that’s pretty good. And I got a hot sake. Yum! Poor J, his brain is fried. He’s working too much. He called his chopsticks pork chops. : ) He’s losing his mind. Ok, time to slave away over a hot stove.
You’re welcome! You really are clever, which is why I read your blog first every night when I get home. More often than not, I wish I’d have said (-done, -thought, -did) that, but I’m one of those people who can only come up with the perfect line (-comeback, -retort, -toast) two days after the event. Well, unless saying something stupid is the goal…
Then I rock!
Ha! I’m the queen of thinking of the perfect comeback after the fact. Thank god for the invention of email… that way I try to do everything over email and at least have a chance at a good comeback!
I have no comeback for that…
Ha! Me neither. (by the way, “ha!” is a great line when you have no comeback. I use it many times during the day. Often people look at me expectantly, like there’s going to be more, so I just look quickly away. Works every time.)