A Few Random Thoughts Before the Weekend

1)      It has been a long week. I’m tired. I feel like I got a lot done at work. I still have a few projects pending, but most are waiting on the outcome of policy decisions with one of our client agencies. So I couldn’t move forward either way.

2)      I am wondering if I will have peace at home this weekend. Why, you’re probably wondering, would I not have peace at home, since I am single and have no pets to chew up the furniture? Well, the apartment complex I live in is in the process of replumbing all of the buildings. Yes, while we are living there. And no, there is no rent abatement for our inconvenience. I have received both of my written notices announcing they will be working in my apartment in 7-10 and 1-2 days, and so far, nothing. I really want this process to be over with. It’s supposed to take 5-7 business days, and they are ripping out drywall in various places to get to said plumbing. I’m wondering how much mold and mildew they will stir up and in turn, how much my sinuses and allergies will suffer.

3)      In the meantime, my baby garden is sprouting away. I have radishes, tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, rhubarb, cantaloupes, butternut squash, peas and a few little herbs – basil, dill and cilantro coming up. After the squirrels and the last two freezes/snows, a few little lettuce and spinach plants are holding on but the green beans didn’t make it, so I reseeded. I have lots of tiny lettuce and spinach sprouts showing too. Hopefully, the green beans will catch up. This weekend, I’m going to work in some homemade fertilizer into the soil and use some egg shells around the tomatoes.

4)      I still don’t have any bird feeders up. I would love to get one. I need some more flowers too. My milkweed seeds have sprouted, but the plants are tiny still. I’d also like to get some mint and hot peppers either started from seed or buy some transplants. I haven’t really found a good nursery in my neighborhood though. Sad face.

5)      Now that my spring knitting orders are completed, I’m going to finish up two scarves and a sweater for myself – all of which I started last fall. I’m so behind. But with a good cup of coffee and a nice late breakfast tomorrow, I’m going to spend a bit of time on projects for me. Pending no construction work in my apartment.

6)      If the plumbers are taking over this weekend, I’m going to spend the whole time at Barnes and Noble, reading books and pretending like everything is fine at my apartment.


Random Notes from a long week

This last week has been long and tiresome.

With all of the gardening stuff going around on Facebook and Pinterest lately, and me being stuck in this smoggy city with grey snow and ice every few days, I have been planning endless pots of flowers and veggies for my tiny patio. I have lots of seeds sprouting and big ideas for them once the last frost has passed.

These have been a welcome relief from the bigger pressing issues of the week:

1) Mr. Patronizing at work. Mr. P. speaks to me as though I am one of his 10 children I suppose he is used to his stay-at-home wife who has lived a very different life than me. But I am not his wife, nor his child. In fact, this man is less than five years older than me.

He’s just an idiot without a clue. Oh, but he did buy a Hummer H2 this week. So he’s a rich idiot with 10 kids.

2) The mess in the Ukraine. I have discussed this with a couple of history-minded friends (who also happen to be politically-minded). There are lots of patterns being repeated from the twentieth century over there. It is both sad and scary. I am wondering about our national response.

A book I have been reading discusses the American presidents post World War II,  and how they worked together, ofter WAY behind the scenes, to deal with current crises. Stories of Hoover and Truman intrigue me, as I don’t see much of Bush reflecting Hoover’s wartime efforts.

I guess we will see, eh?

3) The horrific picture from Redwoods National and State Parks that was everywhere last weekend (NPS photo):


To do that to a 2,000 year old tree in a National Park must take real callousness. And a total lack if disregard for anyone or anything other than yourself. My friend boiled it down to one word… Greed.

I know burls make interesting wood for veneers and furniture. And I am sure that this tree was sacraficed for the black market.

Yet another reason to make things yourself. You know your finished products weren’t the result of embarrassing black market activities.


I actually had started a note about the Redwoods, but I just couldn’t finish it. That picture made me rather numb all week.

What got to you last week?