August 16th, 2007 | 2 Comments »

Prepare yourself for a tall glass of whine.

I’m in a mood. A bad one. Happens from time to time, this time, this day, it beyond sucks.

I have many a reason. My head hurts. I’m irrationally irritated at people who have the audacity to breathe my air today. I may have finally run out of blogging content (after only 2 months – horray!) or at least interesting blogging content. (Olaf warned me it would happen, I pshawed him- citing never running out of things to talk about EVER.)

Still no sign of the Baby Bobbi Bear pattern I ordered from kpixie.com freakin’ two weeks ago. I’ve refrained from mentioning the store outright because admittedly- I can be impatient. But now at the 2 week mark I have to tell y’all how I’ve been shamed by their customer service rep that stated that since I purchased only a pattern and not any yarn, it had to travel by special box that can only be hand stamped-(by pixies?) and shipped via what I can only assume must be horseback- from Maine to Georgia. Had I thrown in a hank of yarn, I understand, it would have arrived lightning swift. Now, I haven’t bitched about it yet to customer service, because it is a freakin’ pattern for-crying-out-loud and I loathe to be rude, and I am aware that my intense displeasure might be a slight side effect of PMS. Possibly. Maybe. Where are those chocolate Teddy Grahms I opened yesterday? I know they are hiding in my desk like little sweet, crunchy, refugees, dammit. Read the rest of this entry »

Posted in Personal, Tirade
July 18th, 2007 | 1 Comment »

I has a tomato. But just the one. It is the same tomato as before, but it is red today. Small, hard and red. It got no bigger, but it finally got red…ish. It sounds very yummy doesn’t it?

Before:

After:

My Grandmother, MMM (Mamama), has a TOMATO TREE growing on her porch.


My mother planted it for her and all MMM has done is watered it and watched it and apparently cast some mystical southern-little-old-lady spell on it or dipped her index finger in the soil or something and will probably be enjoying mountains of tomatoes soon.

I give up.

Here is my MMM -my favorite “LOL” (Little Old Lady.) She taught me how to knit when I was seven years old and walked me through my very first afghan, dishcloth and set of baby booties. I love her much. (She also makes me crazy- because she can- and I’m very grateful for every bit of it.)

Quote of the day:

“Mothers know exactly which buttons to push, they installed them after all.” (I’m thinking of cross stitching this one on a pillow, what do you think?)

Posted in Gardening, Personal
June 27th, 2007 | 3 Comments »

A tomato farmer I certainly am not. I don’t know why I feel the need to grow tomatoes each year – maybe it is a deeply rooted biological response to my southern heritage or maybe I’m a glutton for punishment. I never have what you would call an astounding success. Last year I coaxed a sickly potted tomato plant to yield a small crop.

The plant promptly turned yellow and went to plant heaven. The smallest of the tomatoes disappeared entirely from the bowl, only to be found, months later under the microwave looking more like a raisin than a tomato- ew. (A result of kitty interference- most definitely.)

Before:

After:

Drainage turned out to be the problem. So this year, more holes were drilled in the pot and I now have this:

LUSH! GREEN! TALL! Indeed. I started to get very excited. Except, I’m supposed to be seeing tomatoes, right? Or some buds or flowers or something other than leaves.

Ok, wait, what is this?

One FREAKIN tomato? Really? Crap!

I suppose I’m in dire need of some supplemental plant nutrition. Or something. Or maybe I should just plant some ivy in this pot and pour myself a large glass of whine. I gave it some tomato spike feeding thingies, but maybe those weren’t enough? I’ve used them in my herb box and am enjoying the ample, herby goodness sprouting forth (except for the thyme, which I kill each year, and don’t really know what foods to put it in anyways.)

Any suggestions as to if Tomato Harvest 2007 has beenĀ  compromised beyond salvation or if there are any emergency, crop-saving actions that can implemented immediately- would be most welcome.

Posted in Gardening, Personal