cuttlefish are my favorite and they look like little aliens. if i had stuck with marine biology (my first major in college, after high school) i would have studied the cuttlefish, and all cephalopods, really. this includes octopuses (another favorite), nautiluses and squids. cuttlefish are interesting because not only are they intelligent but no other animal can change colors and body shape like they do.
nova also did a great documentary on the cuttlefish: Kings of Camouflage
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
1979
1979. i was a year old. i already have a favorite album: "Bad Girls" by Donna Summer. yes, i'm serious, you can ask my mom. my parents nicknamed me "boogie baby" and i had a Wonder Woman-themed onesie.
this past weekend jamie talked me into going to a 1979-themed homo party up in the NE. i was content to be playing Sims 3 for the rest of the night but she was probably right, i should not be such a nerd and socialize. right after i tell her i'm going, jamie runs upstairs and proudly brings me down a pair of short shorts to wear. those of you who know me know i don't wear short shorts. ever. ok, maybe my boxers but that's at home, only. so i put these shorts on and i feel naked. i never show that much leg. maybe for a good reason, they are super pale. at least all the bike riding means i have toned legs. i can feel good about that. jamie also let me borrow her 70's white knee socks. i felt a little better with the socks, not totally naked anymore. i think my skin was as white as the socks. i don't have any cute 70's themed shirts so it was a white shirt with blue. jamie and i show off our costumes to althee and althee screams that i need an afro. my hair was almost an afro anyway so sure, why not. althee takes out a comb, hair spray and her blow dryer and starts getting my hair big...big...bigger. i haven't seen it this big since my sidekick steve teased it up in high school. althee finished her handiwork and i had a good-sized afro. honestly, it took her maybe 10 minutes to do it. we took pictures soon after, because this had to be recorded. i'll post a picture soon. i was still feeling retarded. maybe it was the lack of a cool 70's shirt, or my afro, or the whole outfit? or that i was going out in public like this. i was so glad i wasn't interested in catching any girl's interest because it was not going to happen looking like this.
jamie and i left with our sports bottle full of "club car" which is vodka and a mixer. the mixer was gatorade because we're sporty. i looked like richard simmons.
we roll into the party and people are dancing. 70's music is playing. people are looking in our direction and we start dancing. not for them, just to the music. i have to warm up if i'm going to show off at all. one-two-one-two. we started busting out aerobic moves and i elbow some girl next to me. smooth. it's okay, i have an afro. pay no mind. i think an afro excuses any awkward behavior. jamie and i wander off the "dance floor" which was really just the dining room, and head outside talking about how great it is being at a NE party that doesn't smell like an armpit. what is it with the ladies up there? deodorant. it's ok, you can wear it. shave those pits! i digress, that's a whole other post. back to me and jamie: we go outside.
that made it sound like something exciting was about to happen: we go outside. unfortunately nothing exciting happened. we stood outside; everyone was posing and cruising everyone else. some girl ran up to another girl behind me yelling "hey! i know you! i slept with you!" i'm guessing she didn't get a name. they walked away to make out in a corner somewhere. jamie and i hung out with elisabeth, her twin, her twin's girlfriend and some dude who introduced himself but i forgot his name right after he said it. ran into claude-anne and found out she's a dancer now to pay for her schooling to be a CPA. she said it's been liberating, especially the lap dances. i would imagine so, dancing naked in front of strangers could be liberating. i told her it's too bad the dancers in portland couldn't be unionized like san francisco and maybe she should work on that. i added that she would get paid more without having to do those "special" things. i was also noticing there were only about 10 of the 100 or so people dressed up for this. i'm glad jamie and i brought it. we only had a couple compliments. come on. afro!
back to the party. the yard was cool. it had a deck and the bottom portion of the deck was built around the fire pit. that's clever. we danced some more. the dj started playing hip hop. of course, what's a lesbian party without hip hop. i thought this was 1979? where's the disco? i didn't hear any donna summer. i didn't even hear anything from saturday night fever, anita ward or the bee gees. maybe because most of these kids were born in the 80's and maybe even a couple of them were born in the early 90's. *gasp* they have no idea.
jamie was starving so we left just after 1:00. i was ready to dance some more but i was feeling a little tired and i'm a wrinkle so i need my beauty sleep. my hair was also starting to fall and the sides were bigger than the top and if i had a miniature hat i could be a clown. so it was time to go. put the hair to bed.
this past weekend jamie talked me into going to a 1979-themed homo party up in the NE. i was content to be playing Sims 3 for the rest of the night but she was probably right, i should not be such a nerd and socialize. right after i tell her i'm going, jamie runs upstairs and proudly brings me down a pair of short shorts to wear. those of you who know me know i don't wear short shorts. ever. ok, maybe my boxers but that's at home, only. so i put these shorts on and i feel naked. i never show that much leg. maybe for a good reason, they are super pale. at least all the bike riding means i have toned legs. i can feel good about that. jamie also let me borrow her 70's white knee socks. i felt a little better with the socks, not totally naked anymore. i think my skin was as white as the socks. i don't have any cute 70's themed shirts so it was a white shirt with blue. jamie and i show off our costumes to althee and althee screams that i need an afro. my hair was almost an afro anyway so sure, why not. althee takes out a comb, hair spray and her blow dryer and starts getting my hair big...big...bigger. i haven't seen it this big since my sidekick steve teased it up in high school. althee finished her handiwork and i had a good-sized afro. honestly, it took her maybe 10 minutes to do it. we took pictures soon after, because this had to be recorded. i'll post a picture soon. i was still feeling retarded. maybe it was the lack of a cool 70's shirt, or my afro, or the whole outfit? or that i was going out in public like this. i was so glad i wasn't interested in catching any girl's interest because it was not going to happen looking like this.
jamie and i left with our sports bottle full of "club car" which is vodka and a mixer. the mixer was gatorade because we're sporty. i looked like richard simmons.
we roll into the party and people are dancing. 70's music is playing. people are looking in our direction and we start dancing. not for them, just to the music. i have to warm up if i'm going to show off at all. one-two-one-two. we started busting out aerobic moves and i elbow some girl next to me. smooth. it's okay, i have an afro. pay no mind. i think an afro excuses any awkward behavior. jamie and i wander off the "dance floor" which was really just the dining room, and head outside talking about how great it is being at a NE party that doesn't smell like an armpit. what is it with the ladies up there? deodorant. it's ok, you can wear it. shave those pits! i digress, that's a whole other post. back to me and jamie: we go outside.
that made it sound like something exciting was about to happen: we go outside. unfortunately nothing exciting happened. we stood outside; everyone was posing and cruising everyone else. some girl ran up to another girl behind me yelling "hey! i know you! i slept with you!" i'm guessing she didn't get a name. they walked away to make out in a corner somewhere. jamie and i hung out with elisabeth, her twin, her twin's girlfriend and some dude who introduced himself but i forgot his name right after he said it. ran into claude-anne and found out she's a dancer now to pay for her schooling to be a CPA. she said it's been liberating, especially the lap dances. i would imagine so, dancing naked in front of strangers could be liberating. i told her it's too bad the dancers in portland couldn't be unionized like san francisco and maybe she should work on that. i added that she would get paid more without having to do those "special" things. i was also noticing there were only about 10 of the 100 or so people dressed up for this. i'm glad jamie and i brought it. we only had a couple compliments. come on. afro!
back to the party. the yard was cool. it had a deck and the bottom portion of the deck was built around the fire pit. that's clever. we danced some more. the dj started playing hip hop. of course, what's a lesbian party without hip hop. i thought this was 1979? where's the disco? i didn't hear any donna summer. i didn't even hear anything from saturday night fever, anita ward or the bee gees. maybe because most of these kids were born in the 80's and maybe even a couple of them were born in the early 90's. *gasp* they have no idea.
jamie was starving so we left just after 1:00. i was ready to dance some more but i was feeling a little tired and i'm a wrinkle so i need my beauty sleep. my hair was also starting to fall and the sides were bigger than the top and if i had a miniature hat i could be a clown. so it was time to go. put the hair to bed.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
america, you're bumming me out
in response to:
woman shouting hail hitler, to a jewish man.
i was just thinking last night that the internet is great in many ways but because of its popularity and accessibility we are subject to everyone's opinions. often this is a good thing but we are also subject ignorant and stupid people; and giving them a voice, an international voice. it brings me down hearing and/or reading about these people and what comes out of their mouths. especially the ones paid big money to broadcast the "news." what makes me more upset is that they [general public] can band together and have a whole mega-corporation (Fox) spreading their verbal poison, bringing other people into a frenzy. then we have this big mess of more and more stupid people drowning out the more intelligent, logical ones. then when there is something good to be done for the whole they are too busy being worked up into a frenzy against it, whatever it is. consequently, due to their aggressive push-back nothing could be done about the problem and the problem gets worse. when things get worse, it provides them with more fodder to use in their disagreement with whatever...and they are justified for their frenzy. it's a nasty cycle.
i think all one needs to do is look around, watch the news (any source), read the newspapers, etc. to get a scary picture of the future of america. i've been feeling bummed about this country for awhile and the reaction to healthcare reform and other things going on in this country is not making it any better. like genetically modified food! scary. corporations owning everything. scary. the fact that everything is based on profit, and that's it. super scary. our government is totally corrupt, and people don't want to admit it. that's the scariest part. these idiotic americans complain about the least meaningful and/or irrelevant things - what about all these other important issues that directly effect their lives. ugh. these relevant issues are more important than whatever propaganda they watched on tv, telling them what to believe and what to scream at the person they are told to disagree with. what is the deal with their choosing the worst and often least-relevant comparison to something (like nazi's, hitler and communism). i know, it's shock value and to make their point more "poignant" but what does it really do? it makes people angry and deters them away from the real issue. i'm so over people sometimes. there's not enough people standing up to be louder over all this noise.
woman shouting hail hitler, to a jewish man.
i was just thinking last night that the internet is great in many ways but because of its popularity and accessibility we are subject to everyone's opinions. often this is a good thing but we are also subject ignorant and stupid people; and giving them a voice, an international voice. it brings me down hearing and/or reading about these people and what comes out of their mouths. especially the ones paid big money to broadcast the "news." what makes me more upset is that they [general public] can band together and have a whole mega-corporation (Fox) spreading their verbal poison, bringing other people into a frenzy. then we have this big mess of more and more stupid people drowning out the more intelligent, logical ones. then when there is something good to be done for the whole they are too busy being worked up into a frenzy against it, whatever it is. consequently, due to their aggressive push-back nothing could be done about the problem and the problem gets worse. when things get worse, it provides them with more fodder to use in their disagreement with whatever...and they are justified for their frenzy. it's a nasty cycle.
i think all one needs to do is look around, watch the news (any source), read the newspapers, etc. to get a scary picture of the future of america. i've been feeling bummed about this country for awhile and the reaction to healthcare reform and other things going on in this country is not making it any better. like genetically modified food! scary. corporations owning everything. scary. the fact that everything is based on profit, and that's it. super scary. our government is totally corrupt, and people don't want to admit it. that's the scariest part. these idiotic americans complain about the least meaningful and/or irrelevant things - what about all these other important issues that directly effect their lives. ugh. these relevant issues are more important than whatever propaganda they watched on tv, telling them what to believe and what to scream at the person they are told to disagree with. what is the deal with their choosing the worst and often least-relevant comparison to something (like nazi's, hitler and communism). i know, it's shock value and to make their point more "poignant" but what does it really do? it makes people angry and deters them away from the real issue. i'm so over people sometimes. there's not enough people standing up to be louder over all this noise.
Monday, July 20, 2009
camping: lost lake
first summer camping trip 2009!
overnight camping with jamie, rachel and wendy at Lost Lake. it was awesome and we all want to camp there again asap. our only complaint was the bugs but there's lots of water and the skeeters love the water...and our sweet succulent blood. so it was a party when dusk started. they were all about the tent rachel and wendy were setting-up. there was a swarm of at least a hundred of them hovering over the top of it. yuck. we started up citronella and smokey anti-mosquito things but they only helped a little bit. rachel was wearing the most clothing and seemed to be attacked more than the rest of us. i think these bugs liked a challenge. jamie was in her usual short-shorts and tank top and she wasn't getting swarmed nearly as much. or maybe jamie just gassed them out.
the bugs died down as the sun went away. wendy the wick had a raging fire going and i was cooking the chili. rachel and wendy threw garlic bread and corn on the fire. we gave up on the corn but the garlic bread was good with the chili. mm. rachel made up some bloody mary's and jamie had her cocktail. girl's weekend! we pigged-out on my chili (dad's special recipe) and sat around the fire. the stars were so bright! i asked if we could see the stars on the lake so we all walked across the street to the walkway thing and sure enough - stars in the water. beautiful. i think that was my favorite part of the whole trip - standing out there on the lake in the middle of the night with all the stars. we really did have an awesome location to camp at.
morning: coffee, breakfast and strike up camp because jamie had to leave at noon for work. we left a few things at the site and after jamie left, walked to the general store to rent a rowboat. rachel, wendy and i jumped into the boat with their dog and rowed across the lake. rachel and wendy rowed over to the other side like champs. we pulled the boat up to let North out in the water, where she swam in circles. it was pretty amusing. i walked out on a log and north would swim out to me and back again. we get back in the boat and i start rowing. i'm not a good rower. don't get stuck with me in a boat because i won't get us very far. i'm not like everyone else and my left arm is stronger? yeah, weird. so we'd get out a bit and then start going in a circle. i gave up and rachel took over. go muscles! then she said she was having a hard time because of the wind so i didn't feel so retarded. okay, maybe just a little. i have a strong left arm and i row in circles. how does a righty get a stronger left? anyway, the boat was really fun. the view out on the lake was gorgeous. out in the middle you get a view of mount hood, surrounded by other mountains covered in trees. it was a clear day so everything was just, wow. no motors are allowed on the lake so all you hear are other people on the river in row boats, paddle boats and canoes ... and whatever else people like to float around on water with.
no big surprise that no matter how much sunscreen i put on i get sunburned. at least it's somewhere i can reach this time (and not between my shoulder blades). i'm also happy that i didn't get burned on my neck but just under it. which is very convenient because i can cover it with a shirt. no red neck for me! then again, if i brushed my hair out, feathered my bangs and rocked the red neck i could start a new fashion with the hipsters. they seem to gravitate towards looks that are borderline trailer trash.
overnight camping with jamie, rachel and wendy at Lost Lake. it was awesome and we all want to camp there again asap. our only complaint was the bugs but there's lots of water and the skeeters love the water...and our sweet succulent blood. so it was a party when dusk started. they were all about the tent rachel and wendy were setting-up. there was a swarm of at least a hundred of them hovering over the top of it. yuck. we started up citronella and smokey anti-mosquito things but they only helped a little bit. rachel was wearing the most clothing and seemed to be attacked more than the rest of us. i think these bugs liked a challenge. jamie was in her usual short-shorts and tank top and she wasn't getting swarmed nearly as much. or maybe jamie just gassed them out.
the bugs died down as the sun went away. wendy the wick had a raging fire going and i was cooking the chili. rachel and wendy threw garlic bread and corn on the fire. we gave up on the corn but the garlic bread was good with the chili. mm. rachel made up some bloody mary's and jamie had her cocktail. girl's weekend! we pigged-out on my chili (dad's special recipe) and sat around the fire. the stars were so bright! i asked if we could see the stars on the lake so we all walked across the street to the walkway thing and sure enough - stars in the water. beautiful. i think that was my favorite part of the whole trip - standing out there on the lake in the middle of the night with all the stars. we really did have an awesome location to camp at.
morning: coffee, breakfast and strike up camp because jamie had to leave at noon for work. we left a few things at the site and after jamie left, walked to the general store to rent a rowboat. rachel, wendy and i jumped into the boat with their dog and rowed across the lake. rachel and wendy rowed over to the other side like champs. we pulled the boat up to let North out in the water, where she swam in circles. it was pretty amusing. i walked out on a log and north would swim out to me and back again. we get back in the boat and i start rowing. i'm not a good rower. don't get stuck with me in a boat because i won't get us very far. i'm not like everyone else and my left arm is stronger? yeah, weird. so we'd get out a bit and then start going in a circle. i gave up and rachel took over. go muscles! then she said she was having a hard time because of the wind so i didn't feel so retarded. okay, maybe just a little. i have a strong left arm and i row in circles. how does a righty get a stronger left? anyway, the boat was really fun. the view out on the lake was gorgeous. out in the middle you get a view of mount hood, surrounded by other mountains covered in trees. it was a clear day so everything was just, wow. no motors are allowed on the lake so all you hear are other people on the river in row boats, paddle boats and canoes ... and whatever else people like to float around on water with.
no big surprise that no matter how much sunscreen i put on i get sunburned. at least it's somewhere i can reach this time (and not between my shoulder blades). i'm also happy that i didn't get burned on my neck but just under it. which is very convenient because i can cover it with a shirt. no red neck for me! then again, if i brushed my hair out, feathered my bangs and rocked the red neck i could start a new fashion with the hipsters. they seem to gravitate towards looks that are borderline trailer trash.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
i'm a lazy cyndi lover
okay, so i'm lazy. haven't blogged in a long time but i'm going to quick-fix it with some cyndi lauper.
this has always been one of my favorite cyndi songs. i love her!
this has always been one of my favorite cyndi songs. i love her!
Thursday, June 4, 2009
gusty
i am so glad i was off work at 3:30 today so that i was home (and off my bike) before the storm started. around 4:30 i was sitting out on the deck and these big crazy gusts of wind blew through. i heard a loud cracking noise and the wind blew over a tree into our neighbor's yard. yikes! i think he's out of town so he'll have a surprise when he gets home. it's leaning against his house but i think the only damage is his fence and gutter. the wind is still gusting and there's supposed to be thunderstorms and hail. i am SO glad i am not on my bike with these winds. i would have been blown over!
the "severe" weather warning for tonight's storm. hilarious.
THIS IS A DANGEROUS STORM. IF YOU ARE IN ITS PATH...PREPARE
IMMEDIATELY FOR DAMAGING WINDS...DESTRUCTIVE HAIL...AND DEADLY CLOUD TO GROUND LIGHTNING. PEOPLE OUTSIDE SHOULD MOVE TO A SHELTER... PREFERABLY INSIDE A STRONG BUILDING BUT AWAY FROM WINDOWS.
i was out on the deck ... obviously not in a shelter of any kind. "deadly" lightning! wow. i didn't see any destructive hail. that's disappointing. i was hoping for the quarter-sized hail abigail promised me.
the "severe" weather warning for tonight's storm. hilarious.
THIS IS A DANGEROUS STORM. IF YOU ARE IN ITS PATH...PREPARE
IMMEDIATELY FOR DAMAGING WINDS...DESTRUCTIVE HAIL...AND DEADLY CLOUD TO GROUND LIGHTNING. PEOPLE OUTSIDE SHOULD MOVE TO A SHELTER... PREFERABLY INSIDE A STRONG BUILDING BUT AWAY FROM WINDOWS.
i was out on the deck ... obviously not in a shelter of any kind. "deadly" lightning! wow. i didn't see any destructive hail. that's disappointing. i was hoping for the quarter-sized hail abigail promised me.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
zebracorn
found in the customer reviews on amazon for these hot zebracorn pants:
The first time I wore these pants, I tried to capture the spirit of the animal print from which they came: the Zebracorn (50% Zebra / 50% Unicorn = 100% real. See Google). I would wear these pants with nothing more than Crocs on my feet and hair on my chest, and prance around the block like the mighty, legendary Zebracorn. It was kind of like skipping, using an intermittent hop, kind of a gallop. Yes, definitely a gallop. And I held my hands in front of my chest like I wasn't exactly sure what to do with them.
more quality customer reviews for the wolves shirt. read them.
zebracorn pants + wolves shirt = wal-mart stud
fat rascal riders
you know what makes me happy? fat people on rascals. i see one of these wonderful combos and i'm all smiles and clapping my hands together. yes, clapping.
i savor moments like this:
sitting at a traffic light and what is coming up the hill in front of me? first a head...and then yes! fat guy on a rascal! that thing's slowly bringing him up the hill, in traffic, with an angry car behind him. why's he in the traffic lane with his rascal? who cares! it's hilarious.
lots of sightings of fat rascal riders (FRR) happen at grocery stores. i'm waiting at the deli for sandwiches on a 100 degree summer day. in rolls an FRR and i'm using all my strength not to start laughing and then say wtf, outloud. this one's easily 300+ and under her giant lumpy legs there's a dog! poor thing. it was a wiener dog - equally overweight! not only was it overweight the poor thing was stuck underneath her and her body heat on such a hot day. awful.
i was just reminded of another good type of FRR: the ones who have oxygen tanks and roll into the store to buy cigarettes. healthy!
maybe i should start snapping shots of these people and posting them on here...FRR sightings. hmmm. i dunno, that might be too much. too mean even for me? but it would be funny!
i savor moments like this:
sitting at a traffic light and what is coming up the hill in front of me? first a head...and then yes! fat guy on a rascal! that thing's slowly bringing him up the hill, in traffic, with an angry car behind him. why's he in the traffic lane with his rascal? who cares! it's hilarious.
lots of sightings of fat rascal riders (FRR) happen at grocery stores. i'm waiting at the deli for sandwiches on a 100 degree summer day. in rolls an FRR and i'm using all my strength not to start laughing and then say wtf, outloud. this one's easily 300+ and under her giant lumpy legs there's a dog! poor thing. it was a wiener dog - equally overweight! not only was it overweight the poor thing was stuck underneath her and her body heat on such a hot day. awful.
i was just reminded of another good type of FRR: the ones who have oxygen tanks and roll into the store to buy cigarettes. healthy!
maybe i should start snapping shots of these people and posting them on here...FRR sightings. hmmm. i dunno, that might be too much. too mean even for me? but it would be funny!
bike congestion
another ride into work this morning. they decided to play with the steel bridge and leave it up (it's a draw bridge). the first is the bike/pedi path i take on the bridge, the second picture is bridge up and third picture is bridge as it is normally.
work people informed me bridges will be up and down this week and next monday for Fleet Week. i kinda like watching those big navy ships roll in, as long as it doesn't make me late for work. maybe i'll post pictures if they're coming down the river on my evening commute.
so the bridge was raised. it's annoying because it makes me late but at the same time seeing "bike congestion" makes me happy. there were so many of us waiting on the bridge, on both sides. yay bike commuters! so we're all waiting looking around for the boat or barge because that's what they raise the bridges for. no boats. no barges. there's nothing except for some canadian geese swimming back-and-forth under the bridge honking away. raise the bridge for the royal contingency of canadian geese. honk honk.
one-by-one the bike riders start turning around to find another way to get across the river. i decide to join them and right when i get to the switchback the bzzzzzzz of the bridge moving happens. i wait. it stops and a voice says something about 10 or more minutes for the bridge. ugh. forget that. i continue up the switchback to interstate to head up to the broadway bridge. i stop and call work to tell them i'm late before i hit the hills. the hills aren't too bad, more gradual than anything but still a work out. i think i added another mile to the ride? maybe.
so despite making me late i was happy because i had more time on the bike and rode on some different streets. how many people can say they were happy to be detoured on their morning commute? if i was in a car i'd be annoyed. on a bike it's no big deal, i'm just happy to be out there riding around.
my favorite part is when i have a good stretch and i have a steady comfortable rhythm going with my legs and i feel 'one' with the bike. i know, cheesy. it just feels great! now if i could just learn how to (or have the huevos to) balance and ride with no hands like the other fancy bike riders. i could dance around too....because you know i would.
Monday, June 1, 2009
garden procrastinator
it's supposed to be almost 90 degrees today. i decided to sleep-in and chicken out about riding my bike. this morning it would have been great but it's almost too hot to ride those 6mi back home. last time i rode in that kind of heat my face was as red as a tomato for hours and jamie was asking if i was okay. not hot.
i just checked the weather and the weather sites were lying about it being super hot...damn. i could have rode my bike into work.
yesterday i decided to attack the garden. finally. i've been procrastinating for months. "attack the garden" meaning, create one where there was none. i started around 6 or 7 last night so it was cooler outside. it was a workout! i was sweating like crazy. i decided to turn the soil in the part of the yard that the sun hits the most; in an area of maybe 4'x5' or somewhere around that.
there's this black plastic stuff under the dirt which is super annoying to pull up. i had to use my whole body as leverage to roll it out of the way. it's heavy! obviously it was put down years ago so there's layers of dirt, weeds, and whatnot on top of it. it was used to control weeds? my guess. it's not working. our backyard is overrun with weeds, rasberry bushes and three different vines. it's pretty wild out there.
under the plastic is compacted dirt so i had to get the shovel in there and turn the soil. whew. if you've never done this, believe me it is a pain in the ass and difficult. i broke the soil up (breaking up clumps), aerated it and raked it and turned it over another time. By the time I was done the soil was all nice and smooshy. I grabbed my plants that needed to be planted and put them in the dirt so now I finally have a garden. Yay!
i was filthy. i think i had dirt on my face but it felt great. jamie said the garden looks great and she even watered it for me. :)
soon i will have red, yellow and orange bell peppers. i will also have spinach, roma tomatoes, jalapeno's, cayenne peppers, parsley, garlic chives, garlic, cucumber and japanese eggplant! i still have room for more. i'm thinking about putting in some salad greens. we also have thyme, mint, 3 types of basil, sage, rosemary, and a baby lime tree growing on the deck.
yum. fresh veggies.
i just checked the weather and the weather sites were lying about it being super hot...damn. i could have rode my bike into work.
yesterday i decided to attack the garden. finally. i've been procrastinating for months. "attack the garden" meaning, create one where there was none. i started around 6 or 7 last night so it was cooler outside. it was a workout! i was sweating like crazy. i decided to turn the soil in the part of the yard that the sun hits the most; in an area of maybe 4'x5' or somewhere around that.
there's this black plastic stuff under the dirt which is super annoying to pull up. i had to use my whole body as leverage to roll it out of the way. it's heavy! obviously it was put down years ago so there's layers of dirt, weeds, and whatnot on top of it. it was used to control weeds? my guess. it's not working. our backyard is overrun with weeds, rasberry bushes and three different vines. it's pretty wild out there.
under the plastic is compacted dirt so i had to get the shovel in there and turn the soil. whew. if you've never done this, believe me it is a pain in the ass and difficult. i broke the soil up (breaking up clumps), aerated it and raked it and turned it over another time. By the time I was done the soil was all nice and smooshy. I grabbed my plants that needed to be planted and put them in the dirt so now I finally have a garden. Yay!
i was filthy. i think i had dirt on my face but it felt great. jamie said the garden looks great and she even watered it for me. :)
soon i will have red, yellow and orange bell peppers. i will also have spinach, roma tomatoes, jalapeno's, cayenne peppers, parsley, garlic chives, garlic, cucumber and japanese eggplant! i still have room for more. i'm thinking about putting in some salad greens. we also have thyme, mint, 3 types of basil, sage, rosemary, and a baby lime tree growing on the deck.
yum. fresh veggies.
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