Sunday, May 31, 2009

It's gardening time!

Unexpectedly, I received (oops, I mean blackmailed) a lift to a garden centre (a really cheap, really excellent place) this morning.

The weather was crap, and I truly did not expect to get anything in the ground or in pots today. But hey, lookee here:

That is approximately one half of the flowers I purchased in those two clay pots. I don't have any idea what they are, but they sure are pretty. The hanging baskets were impulse purchases, one selected by the chauffeur/long-suffering mother (not mine) and the other, is well, blue and orange. I like blue and orange together (see: my living room).

Let's move on to the bedding plants, shall we?

It appeared that I went a little bit crazy, and perhaps that's true. I have green peppers, orange peppers, jalapeno peppers, cherry tomatoes, beefsteak tomatoes, Early Girl tomatoes (yes, I like tomatoes and peppers), spaghetti squash, butternut squash and zucchini and yes! watermelon.
Plus basil, thyme, dill and parsley.
So why, do I only have one cucumber plant? Because the chauffeur was in charge of cucumbers and she was busy worrying about her kids. Sigh. (kidding! Love you! I'll go and get more cukes).
This marks a new stage is the Chez Peepee garden plan: writing down what is planted where. Revolutionary. Of course, the photos above aren't oriented the same as the photo of the plans, but still, it's an improvement (and said plans are under magnets on the fridge. And suitably beer-stained).I also threw some clematis and geranium bulbs in the ground, things purchased a while ago. And, there's also the hanging baskets of petunias and strawberries I purchased while on a "break" ahem, with the company truck last Thursday.Put together, I think it looks pretty good. Needs more cucumber. And perhaps more cowbell.

Saturday, May 23, 2009

Slowly finding the surface

The show was two weeks ago, and I've sat down at the computer many times to write.

Then wrote nothing.

I don't know where to start, with the journey I was on for that short five weeks that is the social highlight of my year.

How about some photos of knitting?

Rehearsal socks. Basic sock pattern, too small for me. Details to be entered on Ravelry. Eventually.

Sweater for Junior B. That name is bulky, and she shall henceforth be known as Lillibean. Trust me, it fits. Argh, details on Rav to follow.

This is, believe it or not, a much, much smaller version of the same sweater shown above. It's for my vet's assistant's daughter. Let me explain... no, is too long. Let me sum up; lady I like had baby. I make present.

Big brother or dad socks. These suckers are huge (Six-ply yarn FTW!). If I stick my arm in them, with my fingers at the toe, the cuff ends up at my elbow. And I have long limbs. Really long limbs.

Well, that was good for me. How's about you?

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

**Spoiler Alert!**

"Yeah, though I walked through shadows,
There'll be a new tomorrow!

Obama Mia! We can live again..."

We are here. Tickets available here.

T minus two days to lift-off, when we blow the roof off this city.