I Can Grow Things!

Look!

It’s my little vegetable garden!  :) 

On our left are tomatoes, red AND yellow!  So far, I have 4 tomatoes growing.

On the right are Fresno Chilis with ferny cilantro in the center.  No chilis yet but I do see flower buds.

And in the back are jalenpenos… I have one tiny marble sized jalepeno growing right now! 

The same day I planted my vegetables, I planted these:

All gerbera daisies.  Yup, even the Muppet looking ones… those are hybrids.

I don’t know what these were called but they were pretty.  I’m sad to say that the orangish daisy things have already died.  And with the heat wave coming this weekend (100+ degrees), my gerbera’s may die too. 

But my vegetables are thriving!

Know who else is thriving?  This little guy:

Isn’t he just sweet?  He was awake when the family arrived for Mother’s Day but quickly fell asleep.  I love how they wrap him like a burrito and found out why it’s so necessary… his arms go flying everywhere when they’re not strapped to his sides!  :)  It was pretty funny.  Momma, daddy and baby are all doing well.  Happy 1 Week Birthday, Pooh Bear. 

Late to My Own Party

Guess what today is?

My 3rd Blogiversary!

Yah, I forgot too. 

Three years ago I started this blog to vent, show off my knitting and furbabies.  Here we are three years later… I’m still venting, still showing off my knitting and furbabies. 

I wish I could say I was having a contest to commerate the last three years but I can’t.  :(  I have homework and reading up the wahzoo this month.  Just when I thought I would have an easy-peasy health ed class, I have 300 pages of reading to do every week.  But this class is getting me one month closer to my teaching credential and that’s what matters to me the most.

Sorry for not having a contest but thanks to everyone who comments and commiserates with me.  :)  I do read every single comment but can’t always respond.  :)  You all make me laugh, feel better and smile every day. 

Cheers!  And Happy Mother’s Day tomorrow to all you lovely mothers out there. 

My Nephew Drew

Arrived May 8, 2008 in the afternoon.  Weighed 8 pounds 7 ounces and measured 22.75 inches.  He has his momma’s eyes and his father’s hands.

Welcome to the world, beautiful boy.

Matter of Taste

Hi.  My name is Kim.  I am a coffee addict.

It’s true.  I drink at least one cup of coffee every day.  Usually, it’s just my trusty French press and me before work.  Sometimes I have a cup at Starbucks if it’s a particularly harried day.  Usually, my coffee is taken only with milk and a dash of sugar.  And it’s usually just enough and I don’t crave any other caffeinated drink.

Except that I made the unfortunate decision the other week to buy a bag of coffee that was not my normal coffee.  It’s an entirely different brand.  For shame, I know.  I don’t buy Starbucks coffee in the bag.  It’s usually too strong for me.  So I’ve been buying Peet’s when my grocery store has it on sale.  And I like the brew.  I really do.  What possessed me to buy the no-name coffee a few weeks ago I do not know.

But I wish I hadn’t.  Because my morning coffee now tastes like dirty socks.  And really, who wants to start the day drinking dirty socks?

So my question is, what coffee do you buy to brew at home?  Any faves?  Anything I should truly stay away from?  French Roast tends to be a little too strong for me.  House blends, breakfast blends, Columbian… along those lines. 

Is It Just Me…

… or does Sam really dislike his photo being taken?

Two Favorites and One Very Long Unfavorite

Favorite #1
In case you’re like me and normally wear capris instead of shorts, I beg you to try these.  I love them.  I know they’re junior sizes but they are quite possibly the most comfortable and flattering shorts I’ve worn in a very long time.  I haven’t been able to wear, or been comfortable enough to wear, short shorts in years.  Bermuda shorts are my new best friend.  Specifically, Mossimo Relaxed Fit Bermudas at Target.  I normally wear an 8 and can fit into a junior 11 (they’re a tad big before washing … you know how everything from Target shrinks…)

Favorite #2
I am engrossed in this book.  I cannot get enough of it!  I am not a historical fiction kind of reader in any shape or form.  But the way Gregory writes is very contemporary.  I love it.  I love it so much I was at least 10 minutes late coming back from my lunch hour twice last week.  (Click here for a link to a copy you can purchase… I linked up there to the copy I actually bought but that cover isn’t available anymore… just the movie version… I’m sure you already figured that out.  )

Unfavorite #1
So I began an email exchange with a guy online a couple of weeks ago.  He seemed witty, educated, funny in all his emails.  Great, I thought, maybe potential.  On Thursday, he asked if I wanted to get together this weekend.  I said ’sure, what did you have in mind?’ He repsonded on Friday with ‘whatever, I’m free tonight or tomorrow.’  I said ‘how about lunch on Saturday?’  Late Friday afternoon he said ‘anything but lunch, I’m busy.’  I really didn’t want to do dinner - too much pressure and formality.  But I didn’t have much of a choice as my Sunday is tied up.  So ‘how about dinner?’  Great, he said, I should be home by 4 at the latest.  ‘Think about where you want to go.’  I tried to find out where he wanted to go and make a plan of some sort but apparently he doesn’t like to plan ahead and said as much. 

I’m a planner.  I like things to look forward to and schedule around.  ‘Dinner at 8 at XYZ restaurant’ would have been a great response from him.  But no.  I get to wait around for an email from him because numbers still haven’t been exchanged and he might change his mind about what he wants to eat for dinner. 

So 4pm comes and nothing.  4:30pm… nothing.  5:00pm… nothing.  Finally, because I’d already prepared myself for this, I decided even if he did email to say he was home/ready/whatever, I wouldn’t be.  I’d already expressed my desire to plan something and that desire was ignored because he doesn’t like to plan.  I also felt like I was expected to be at his beck and call in a way which I don’t appreciate.  What’s wrong with making a plan?  Especially for a first date?  When we’ve not yet met in person? 

A few minutes after 5pm, an email came ’so did you think about where you want to go?’  I ignored it.  5pm?  On Saturday?  It didn’t feel right to me.

Was I hasty in cutting it off at the knees or not?  I think I was to certain extent but with good reason.  I’m tired of dating people that don’t bother to put their best foot forward in the beginning.  If they slouch off in the beginning, good grief what’s it going to be like months from now? 

Anyway.

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I figured out how to know when your baking soda is expired.  Bake a batch of peanut butter frisbees. 

Keep On Keepin On

I’m just trying to keep myself on task over here.  School, gym, work, home, knitting… I feel like I’m treading water, my head just barely above the surface.  Someone asked me the other day how I manage to have so many hobbies with everything I’m doing.  Well, it’s not like I paint, shoot pictures, write, read, do homework and go to happy hour all at the same time.  It’s piece meal.  School and work are completed first.  Knitting is snuck in row by row.  Reading is done on my lunch hour.  Happy hours are scheduled out weeks in advance.  If I’m lucky, I have an hour or two to paint something, write a page, bake for myself or clean a bathroom.  It’s all about priorities and some things suffer unfortunately.  Nature of the beast.

The beast of a steady paycheck is calling me now so I’ll sign off.  I’m hoping this weekend to get some actual photos posted so stay tuned if you’re interested. 

For Future Sun Naps

I love a good sun nap.  But not a directly-in-the-sun nap because the sun here gets mightly hot and quickly.  But a good warm in-the-shade nap is heaven on a weekend.

With a gift card I received from work, I bought this.  I cannot wait for its arrival!  :)  My gardener will hate me for having to move it around to mow the lawn but too bad.  I don’t have trees spaced close enough together to warrant buying just the hammock. 

If blogging stops altogether, look for me in the backyard, taking a nap in my hammock. 

Saturday Six

I don’t remember this but thought it would be fun to post… oh oops… it’s Saturday.  So how about the Saturday Six then? 

1. I am unapologetically procrastinating.  Two papers are due tomorrow, 6 discussion posts due tomorrow and 1 lesson plan to teach on Monday (this one’s mostly done, just tweaking).  The lesson plan is giving me heart palpitations though.

2. It’s a hot one today. Getting up to 90 degrees.  Thankfully it will be back down into the 70s next week but today… I’m going to see if I can NOT be tempted to turn on the A/C. 

3. My dogs are having very good dreams right now.  Judging by the whimpering and barking, they’ve caught a couple of cats up trees and/or someone is holding a raw steak just out of their reach.

4. I hate being on-call for work.  Though calls are rare, is a disruption I don’t need today.  Or tomorrow for that matter.

5. I promise to get some pictures up on this blog soon. 

6. I started a new sweater for myself after I screwed up Honeycomb (I think I’ll leave that for fall knitting).  I’m using Noro and cabling without a cable needle.  WATCH OUT! 

I love lists. 

Regret

I read something on the web the other day about regret.  I wish I could remember where I saw it but it was one of those drive-by blog readings… I skimmed very quickly and this is what caught my eye (and I’m paraphrasing, rephrasing, whatever because I can’t find the original):

Do not regret a thing.  At one time, it was the exact thing you wanted.

Hmmm.