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There is something so serenely beautiful about a yard bursting with growth, blanketed in rain.  Makes me want to sit on my back porch (that has a tin roof, EVEN BETTER), cuddled with a blanket and a good book.  Sadly, I have neither chair to sit in out there nor the book currently, so desk chair inside and blog reading/facebooking/job hunting will have to suffice. Also?  I know I need to mow.  Guess what was on the agenda for today?  Apparently the storms we have been having since last night had other ideas. The little patch of flowers the Monkey and her cousin planted are flourishing.  So much so that the yellow/green snapdragons that were planted without blooms have opened up during this rain to show their neon face. Those are by far my favorite.  I love green.  I'm not gonna lie, even though the flowers were the girls project, I selected those. Seed update: Nope.  Nada.  Nothing.  I'm afraid we may have to admit defeat. ...

Get Monkey ready for shower. Notice Monkey needs her nails clipped after shower. Think to myself I need to go into dining room and get clippers, which are on my desk. Get Monkey settled in shower, washing hair, etc. Leave Monkey in bathroom to go into dining room to get clippers, located on my desk. Walk 25 to 30 feet to dining room, specifically to desk. Turn on light on desk to facilitate finding clippers. Notice post it notes in middle of desk instead of in its proper place under the monitor. Note the name and phone number on top post it of potential interview. Remove top post it and stick to computer in highly visible place so I don't forget to return the call during business hours. Move remaining post its to appropriate place. Straighten a few other askew items. Turn off light on desk. Walk back into the bathroom. Finish bathing the Monkey. Go to clip Monkey's nails. Wonder what the hell I did with the clippers. Realize I never got the clippers. Wonder w...

First, let's get this post started with a shout out to the BFF and her new blog.  You can find it here .  If you care.  And if you do visit, make sure you leave some inappropriate comment.  She appreciates those.  A lot.  And while I realize it's a little lacking now, once she figures out how to stop being blog 'retarted', I promise, it will pick up steam. At least that's what we are telling her.  SHHHHH. Annnywho, back to what's important here:  Me and my (temporarily) pitiful garden.  Only slight progress was made today, because, as with most of the projects I undertake, I *severely* underestimated the amount of crap I was going to have to do to get this ready. Let's be honest, shall we?  I totally thought I was going to be able to go outside, scrape off some weeds and grass and unruly ivy to reveal a garden bed just aching  to birth vegetables from it's soil-y loins. Realistically?  This is going to be the death of m...

Through a very detailed, regimented morning routine on the internet, which consisted mostly clicking on whatever link looked interesting, I found myself looking at the social security administrations website of baby names.  Out of curiosity, I figured I'd take a gander at where the Monkey fell into play for the year she was born. 915 out of a thousand. Nine hundred and fifteenth... Now, obviously  when you name your kid you go with something interesting and unique in your little mind.  But to dump my kids name at almost the end of the list?  So basically it's me and that mother in Boognockistonia that speaks in clicks and whistles.  Awesome.  You know what was higher on the list than the Monkey's name? Genesis. Ximena. Dayanara. Monserrat. What the french toast, people.  My kid does not have an extraordinarily unique name.  To know that there were more girls born in the United States of freaking America named *MONSERRAT* than the M...

Today I made absolutely no progress what so ever on the vegetable garden.  It is what it is.  I've moved on from it, so should you. Instead I finished clearing out the area I planted a few rose bushes in.  I had put them into the ground this weekend, clearing out only the spots I intended to put the flowers into.  Today I went ahead and cleared the remaining area.  Mostly. As you can see, they are pathetic little knobby things that have a lot of growing to do.  There is also a pile of leaves and weeds waiting to be put into trash bags as well, but we're not going to focus on that at the moment.  The one on the far left is a red tea rose bush, hand picked by the magnificent Monkey herself.  The middle one will be a red and yellow blush rose bush, and then the one on the right are my yellow (tea) roses of Texas :)  I'm really hopeful they take root and flourish there.  They will get full sun until probably 1 or so, and then the sun will...

Because I am one of those people that gets on a kick about something and works the bloody hell out of it, of course  I was back outside today diligently slaving over my potential gardening area.  Here's a daylight pic of the spot with yesterday's progress: I spent some time last night figuring up where I'm going to put everything.  Oh, and I also measured the bottom portion of the garden to so that I could accurately plan plant locations.  Turns out I was a bit off.  It's actually 12 x 6 on the bottom, 10 x 2.5 in that lower flower bed area, and I have no idea on the top, but the goal is to get at least a foot of width along there to plant the larger ones. Assuming I can do that (oh I am going  to do that), then I'll have the pumpkins and watermelons up in the top area.  This way as they start to grow larger, I can move the actual fruit onto the ledge and keep a better eye on them.  The cilantro, swiss chard (still don't know what this is), car...

Not really, I kind of hate that name.  I don't even know why I said that. It's *finally* that time again!  The cold weather crap has gone....wait.  Please tell me it's gone.... It's gone, right, Missouri?  This isn't just you screwing with me again?  Because I will cut you....  I am unstable as it is, and I really really can't.... *ahem* The cold weather crap has  gone, and the trees are getting those green things, and the bugs are flying, and the birds are eating stuff, and the cats are picking teams for their late night yowl offs.  Also?  Time to put in a mutha fruckin' garden. I've already started the seeds.  Already.  Like I've been prepping this for months.  Actually?  Days.  I planted some in soil on Tuesday night, and I've done some more today.  I'm a little nervous about them taking.  I used a starter garden set I purchased last year, along with seeds that I got last year.  With the exce...