August 21, 2007

  • Hi there, it is raining. Yes I should be happy. I should be
    jumping for joy. But the crops are mostly dead, so it is not much help now. The
    garden had the makings of being AWESOME, but it was just *ok* this year. The
    vine borers did much damage to the cucumbers and peas. The squirrels ate all
    the corn before it was time to harvest. The potatoes did very well and were
    quite tasty. The broccoli flowers were every producing, I harvested as much as
    possible and let the rest go to seed.  The
    KY Pole beans…I had many pots of Green Beans, Ham and Potatoes, much to my
    husband chagrin.  He just LOVES green
    beans…much like a dirty sock in the face. 
    The radish did terrible again this year. No real bulbs, just skinny
    little tubers, not worth the effort. I tried two different varieties and even
    the planting medium was different, so I must be way off. I didn’t plant the
    onions deep enough and the water played a role. Mom called them pearl onions,
    but I swear they are bigger than pearl onions. The asparagus, grows. We will
    see what it has to offer next year. The loofah is doing good, I water it
    semi-regularly. I am excited to see how the loofah turns out. This is my first
    time. The cantaloupe will produce a little melon, then it will shrivel and fall
    off.  There is one that is hanging in there;
    it is the size of a medium bouncy ball that you would get from a gumball
    machine.

    I have been getting involved in the community, probably
    biting off more than I can chew, but I am tired of just complaining about the
    state of things. I have been in touch with the first district council woman.
    She asked me to help organize a petition against the issuance of a bottled
    liquor license to the neighborhood grocer. The grocer is a small mom and pop place
    that sells convenience stuff as well as deli sandwiches, fresh beef cuts and
    slab bacon. It is a nice place to have down the street, the kids of the ‘hood
    go there to get soda and freeze pops.  I
    grew up down the street from a place much like this one, and when I turned 16 I
    was all about trying to get older cats to buy me vodka.  So after much deliberation, I believe I am
    opposed. I drew up the petition yesterday and a nice “form” letter to pass out.
     We will see how it goes.  In general, I think I am just sad that the
    owner is interested in bringing this type of clientele into my ‘hood and
    exposing all of the kids to the drunks. His kids hang out in the store too. Granted,
    I used to be one of those, but lesson learned… the hardway. Hippocrate, maybe….proud
    & protective Mama, definitely.

    Dylan is trying to talk. Let me try to list his words:

    Hi  ---with much enthusiasm

    Sera --almost sounds like sue

    Mmmmm --means mama is a good cook!

    Tickle – tickle

    Bad

    Freeze pop

    Mama

    Dad

    His hearty attempts at words:

    Ba  --ball

    Babob babas --spongebob square pants, and he will totally
    sing and dance every time the jingle comes on.

     

    Yesterday Dwayne got a 
    “Hi Dad” when he got home from work.  Every day the two of them greet you at the
    door with big HI!’s  and hugs.  It is very sweet. Georgia is so active it is
    hard to list all of her accomplishments, unless I wrote daily. She and I have a
    tea party every morning before I go to work, (most people call this
    breakfast)  We eat toast and drink tea,
    she has any kind of fruit tea w/o caffeine and I usually go for the standard Earl
    Grey. We like honey in our tea. We also sometimes have nutella on our toast,
    Georgia thinks it is chocolate.  She can
    be very sweet and just the most precious thing, until she starts talking about
    her butt and the noises that come from it. 
    Kinda ruins the tea party, you know? 
    Somehow, I can’t get the idea through to her, because she thinks it is
    just the funniest thing to talk about body functions. This should come as no
    surprise to me. Today we did not have the tea party because we watered the
    garden, just in time for the rain storm.

    Maybe tomorrow we will have a tea party.