Killing Time

I haven't been feeling well this week and really couldn't think of anything to say except for whining about how I feel. We should be in the middle of our springtime projects by now but I've been procrastinating about that, too. I went to order my new sink at Home Depot last week and was told that I would have to have a credit card to order it. I was standing there with my checkbook in my hand ready to write the check. What is the matter with people now a days that they want to deal with plastic instead of real hard cash or a personal check? I vowed to return (or order it over the internet) and left with the order numbers for the sink I chose. That pretty well sunk that little dream because, if you know anything about me, you know that I will keep putting it off. I hate doing that.

I still haven't finished the painting we started last year and that is staring me in the face and causing me to feel guilty and yet I still procrastinate. I keep waiting on someone to get on a ladder, before me, and caulk all the nail heads and cracks in the fascia boards around the house. It doesn't look like that's going to happen so I'll have to get my fat ass up on a long extension ladder and try to caulk. I'm not too enthusiastic about climbing a tall ladder and doing any of that.

At least we have already got a garden planted this year. Donny and Scout put a garden next to our north fence where they could close it in and keep the animals out. They planted onions, peppers, squash, broccoli, cabbage, and peanuts. We have tomatoes planted in another area outback. It wouldn't be a garden without tomatoes.

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Our plants have been growing so well this year that I separated the hosta lilies and a few more lily plants. We have day lilies and canna lilies, too. We planted several hosta plants in gallon buckets. I have about 40 plants to sale during the weekend of the Battle of Resaca. A lot of people go by the house during that weekend every year. What I don't sale during the BOR I will try to get rid of the weekend of the Hwy 41 annual yard sale. I could dig up tons of stuff to sale but I have run out of flowerpots. What to do? What to do? Let me think. I know! I can plant some stuff in milk jugs. Now I'll just have to drink lots of milk between now and then. O Crap. I forgot. I'm lactose intolerant. Bummer.

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Am I the only one in America who is addicted to British comedy on PBS on Saturday nights? I love watching 'Keeping Up Appearances', 'Are You Being Served' and 'Doc Martin'. I admit it; I have a little crush on the crusty anti-social doctor. I enjoy English humor. I love watching all the shows and getting a glimpse of what it's like on the other side of the world. 


Television can teach us about other people around the world and help us understand that we are all basically alike.

PIO
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One of our old gardens when we kept bees.

Our tomato garden this year.

Both gardens.

Broccoli and cabbage, etc.

Squash and peanuts, etc.

Colt cutting bushes on the hill.

Fenced in garden.

Tomato garden w/fenced garden beyond.

Tomato garden.

Mr. Destructo weedeating.

Note the concentration.

Keep on moving. Got a hundred things to do today.

Hard at work and deadly.

PIO