Monthly Archives: May 2012

This is simply fabulous. And it’s so accurate! The author lists 28 reasons why it’s great to be short. As a person topping the height charts at 5’1″, I have personally experienced the following: – I’ve purchased kids’ clothing. (It’s cheaper. And … Continue reading →

without the monkeys. It’s a WATER BARREL! My dad knows how to operate tools. I haven’t quite mastered this skill. So, I asked him to help in my very nicest daughter voice. He obliged. It will “catch” some of the … Continue reading →

I love my little veggie gardens. I like planting them and weeding them and watering them. I feel very close to my baby plants. When my plants look wilty, I feel wilty. Don’t even get me started on how bad … Continue reading →

I know some great people. Some of those great people have season tickets to the Civic Center. AND, when those great people aren’t using their tickets, sometimes I get them! SCORE! This is how John and I wound up at … Continue reading →

John and I planted baby garden plants tonight. Here are some “before” pictures. These pictures are only cool because most of these areas used to be completely overrun with ferns, little trees, rocks, and other things that do not make … Continue reading →

Seriously. I keep burning myself. Last Saturday, I spent the day outside yarding. I applied sunscreen. Unfortunately, I’m not exactly competent at sunscreen application. After I was done yarding, I showered. I took off my tank top and saw a bright … Continue reading →

I have a lot of excitement in my life. First, there’s mowing. Mowing screams excitement. There are sticks…rocks…the excitement is really never-ending. Then, there’s weeding. Weeding is synonymous with excitement. There are tall weeds…thorny weeds…weeds with impossibly long roots that … Continue reading →

I got a May basket on May Day! Look! It’s pretty much all my favorite things — in a basket. (The basket totally dresses it up and makes it more like a present than a really exciting trip to the grocery … Continue reading →

It may sound like a cry for help, but my “May Day” cry is celebratory. It’s May 1! May Day! I love holidays. I especially love an underdog holiday — you know, a holiday that kind of gets kicked under … Continue reading →