Cable Guy came on Saturday. He was impressed that I had no lawn. He was impressed that I had just a blanket of brown dirt. He was really impressed with my lawn ornament.
What was left of my cable after it was sliced and diced.
I was really impressed with his red truck.
30 minutes later, and I was back on the interwaves. Thank you, Cable Guy.
Mr. G honey, aka Pneumonia Boy, hied off to the office today, leaving me with nothing but a cough and a crumpled pack of Fisherman’s Friend. Don’t waste time. Click right over and see Sucking on a Fisherman’s Friend.
He was pulling out all the stops. Going for a full day. Feeling the burn. I think he’s sprawled out in the den snoring as we speak.
Due to some sort of cosmic hiccup, Landscaper Crew were unable to attend upon my front garden today. I had exactly two emotions about this. Happy, because I was a few brain cells short from coughing them up all night. Deranged, because I hauled myself out of slumber extra early in order to shower, dress and slap on mascara before the landscaping hour, which starts extra early in these parts. All I could think was I shaved my legs for nothing!!!
Note to self: Keep up with the laundry — even if you’re dying — so you don’t get caught with nothing but your cropped pants.
I consoled myself wandering the back garden, admiring the green and leafy. There’s a lot of green and leafy out there, some color and sparkly stuff too.
I clipped some of this from my container garden. It was an experiment to see if, and how well, I could grow it.
Isn’t this spinach gorgeous?
This is your close up of the green and leafy.
This is your aerial shot. I love this little plate. I inherited six of them and use them most often for a salad or dessert.
Next year, I need to plant tons more. Tons. I love spinach. There is enough to throw in a salad here, but if I wilted it, it would render about a tablespoon. I’m seriously thinking of chocking it in my fruit smoothie. Yum.
Looking forward to all the possibilities this week. How about you?