Thanks for the fish

icky, but that’s not what I will write about. Saturday was my little town’s plant sale to raise funds for their little library (everything I guess is little in this town). I love this plant sale because it’s the kind where people dig stuff out of their garden to donate, so you get perennials they’ve divided and other random things like weeds and wildflowers, which are my personal favorite. It opened at 9 and we got there at 9:05 and had to park a ways up the street. The place was absolutely mobbed. It’s in this big building which I guess is the town hall and they have tables set on all sides, plus long ones in the middle. There was sort of a line, a slow moving line that sometimes never moved, but not enough room to get around people. I went a little nuts, in more ways than one. What did I buy? hmm..

(that paragraph was getting long). I bought a purple coneflower. I tried one of those the first year I lived here and it died the first winter, but they always make me think of my mom and the garden she had at our house in Virginia…hostas and purple coneflowers. I bought a peony - also something I tried my first year and didn’t winter over. I bought some trilliums (another thing my mom loves). 2 lilacs, which we haven’t planted yet. I try not to buy things in 2s but that’s all I had money left for. I bought a golden spurge or something - sounds weedy, huh? An oriental poppy! (tried those before too). A pulmonary (lungwort?) which I’ve wanted for a while for my shade garden. A michelmas daisy, just because I love daisies so..though I guess it is technically an aster, and I think I have them growing wild in my driveway. Some johnny jump ups (haven’t planted yet) which I love love love love. Sooooo sweet. They are the definition of sweet. They make me happy. I hope I don’t kill them.

I’m probably forgetting something. But it was fun, anyway. Oh, and my writing class last night… I just can’t say enough about that group. It was so what I needed. My self esteem is still not great, but that helped a lot. Just to have people listen to what I write and say nice things… it’s a good thing. And they are all so talented. I’m pretty shy in the group, but I’m starting to warm up to them. I wrote a story about a skunk and a train that I’ll have to post on my other blog. I have to smile just thinking about it (the group). We’re meeting every 2 weeks now.

Work sucks because all my friends are at conferences or off somewhere and I’ve had no one to talk to so the day goes by super slowly. I also read that nicotine withdrawal actually causes a warp in your time perception so time goes by more slowly (really!) I know you don’t believe me.

I have a freelance project to write copy for a brochure for a cleaning company. Riveting. : ) I can’t seem to focus on anything though (I’m also blaming withdrawal for this). I worked on my Man from Snowy River song for a long time tonight and have the first 2 pages memorized. 1 more to go. I was looking at the sheet that my teacher gave me and apparently I’m supposed to have my songs “completely polished and memorized 2 lesson before the recital”. That would be in 2 days and I’m nowhere close, but I think since I’m a big girl I can convince her not to cut me from the program. I hope. : (

My sister, her husband and their little boy - my little nephew - are coming for July 4th. That gives me some motivation to get my clover ridden “garden” in shape before then. We also need to start thinking about the veggie garden. My father in law had a bigger spot tilled up and we’ll be shoveling loads of horse manure on it this weekend. Good stuff! OUr garden sucks when we put no poop on it. I’d love to get some poop for my flowers too, but it’s hard on the ol’ back to shovel that shit, so I guess I’ll stick to bags of mulch for now. My soil seems ok… it’s pretty sandy but stuff seems to grow well enough (especially the clover).

Well, this is a long post. I have a haircut on Saturday just to get it cleaned up. I haven’t been since Feb 3 so that’s a long time. It’s looking a little scraggly and very long. I can’t decide what to do about a new car. I’m spending about $400 a month in gas and I just don’t have the funds… I’ve been carpooling quite a bit with J and I could drive his ‘95 civic, but it’s so damn loud and slow. I want a prius but nobody has them in stock. At this point I think the technology will only improve, inventory will only go up and prices will only go down…. so I guess that means I wait another year, buy some earplugs and suck it up with the civic and carpooling.

Ok, one more thing. My cat freaked out again last night. It was a full moon. We sprayed phermones everywhere and locked the good cat in our bedroom. Come morning he seemed ok. Poor guy… is prozac the answer my dearie? He’s sitting on top of my desk right now. : )