Third novel (And It Came To Pass) out, is well-received, am pleased. My dad actually started reading it and mentioned specifically how "shocked" he was that I got how guys act with each other (specifically the missionaries joshing around, etc.). I blinked a bit, then responded, "It's almost like it's my job to make things realistic on the page." What I SHOULD have said was, "Weird how I, a mere woman, could accurately portray men on a page but most male writers cannot." Anyway, I bet he stops when it gets to the romance. BUT THAT IS A-OKAY. FIRST FAMILY MEMBER TO ATTEMPT TO READ ANYTHING I'VE PUBLISHED.

It got all the way to #80 on Amazon's Romance bestsellers list and sold out of the initial order they placed with my publisher, which is very awesome! It's still on sale at Amazon (as in, 23% off cover price) with free Prime shipping, if you're interested. Orrrrrrrr: ask your local library to get a copy, saving you money and helping me in turn! NICE. (You can also get it from Target, iBooks, Indiebound, Book Depository, etc etc.)

I'm running a series of blog posts over the next week and change about my Mormon family, romance, and other things, for those interested. Today it's about my grandma (who I've mentioned before back on LJ) who was forced to "eternally divorce" her One True Love, my bio-grandad who died when my father was 9 months old, in order to be temple-sealed to her second husband. Ultimately it's about why romance matters, because it does. I get really tooth-grindy when people roll their eyes at the genre. Is there garbage in the genre? Of course! There is in ALL genres. But there seems to be a particularly misogynistic flavor to the derision of romance novels. Read on here.

And lastly, who's got two thumbs and was hired this week by some Buddhist monks to prepare the temple gardens for a visit from the Dalai Lama in September? THIS GAL. 

:D

HEY GUYS. NEW GHOST TOWN SAME AS THE OLD GHOST TOWN, EH? ;)

but couldn't because of family health issues?

Turns out Instagram is a GREAT way for me to get back to that: answering questions from regular people and helping folks save money, water and energy by learning what to do (and what not to do).

IF YOU WOULD LIKE ME TO ANSWER ANY OF YOUR QUESTIONS ABOUT THE LANDSCAPE, FOLLOW THIS LINK, double tap (if you're on your phone) and leave me a question in the comment section. Questions can range from pest management, trees, lawn, flowers, veggies, perennials, and "What's that bug?"

Gardening makes me so happy, but helping other people be happy in the garden is EVEN BETTER. <3

(Feel free to spread this to any and all, btw! And follow me on IG for more gardening tips, tricks, etc.)
Flist? I just spent a ridiculous amount of money on 6 bottles of wine (AFTER a discount for buying 6 and AFTER a discount for using a debit card) and I ain't even sorry. Life's too short for shitty shoes or shitty wine. Buy the best you can. And with the way the Mr's business is growing, I did just that. :D

Speaking of, he's pretty much going to be gone for the month of April, so there will be much sleeping on the diagonal that month. I anticipate getting a LOT of rest. \o/

My children no longer need me. I mean, they DO because I'm the magic fairy who buys food and clothes and blah blah, but they are happily engaged in their own lives for the most part, and they rarely want my attention. *Unless it's for money, clothes, food, blah blah. I am surprisingly not sad about this. I am not one of those mothers who cannot imagine life without their wee ones. ALL I DO IS IMAGINE IT. Ahahahaha. I kid. Kind of. Those of you with teenagers/college age kids know JUST what I'm talking about.

HEY GUYS IT IS SUNNY AND WARM AND I HAVE THINGS POPPING UP IN MY GARDEN! It's making me happy. Oh! And I'm going to film little shorts on my new MacBook Pro for Mastering the Garden and put them on YouTube. I can't count on my local film crew, and I'm getting upset at seeing all the gardening mistakes popping up all over once again (ahaha). So if you have a question for me, post it in comments and I'll see if I can't make a video for you. :D
Oh my gosh. Well, if this isn't the greatest (and most difficult!) question to ask me, I don't know what is. [livejournal.com profile] midnightsjane asked me: "what your dream garden would look like if you had all the time and resources needed to create it. What would you include, and what would you leave out?"

WELL. *cracks knuckles* Loads of pics under the cut. :D My dream landscape - we're going beyond just a garden, yo. )


If you made it through that, mazel. :D ION, I want to point you to the original post asking for your questions as well as reminding you that we are still happily taking any and all donations you might be able to give to the writers of HDJM. ALL OF THAT CAN BE FOUND HERE.

Tomorrow's question: 3 defining moments of myself + Derek Hale's thoughts on sweaters. Ha! <3
Doesn't it? Just me? Today is the kids' last day of school so today is the last day that I have a morning all to myself. Well, the kids are older and take care of themselves, so it's not a HUGE hardship aside from them needing me to drive them every where and keep the pantry stocked. (The sheer volume of food I go through in a week... This is why you should not mate with giants. Giant children have very long bodies that need filling.)

As always, life is ridiculously stressful, but there are bright spots. Yesterday, I was able to get a complete episode of "Mastering the Garden" into the can, as they say, and I'm filming another on Sunday. (Erm, I'm still writing that script, too, but hey, no pressure! I have to take film crews when available, especially since they're working for free. Well, for lunch.)

I would like to point out that I am wearing full makeup with my hair down, button down work shirt and jeans to film. In Texas. Outdoors. Where it's very hot. Fleurgh. I'm trying to maximize this opportunity so this is the last time you'll hear me complain. :) Next step is to film one more episode, then do webchats where I answer gardening questions. And where I can sit indoors.

[Error: unknown template video]

This song is often sung in my house.

Hey, Klainers: did you guys not see that [livejournal.com profile] flaming_muse posted a HUGE 27K NC-17 future fic about going on vacation? [And the magic of vacation sex?] Because she did. And you should go read it and give her love. Feed your authors!
I have cilantro growing strictly for the ladybugs. It's a great host plant for baby-making and baby-raising. The suburbs of the garden, if you will. (And you will.) Side note: I hate cilantro. Yes, I know about the genetics, blah blah soap, it's gross but someone I'm sure loves it, blah. Also, MILD INSECT PR0N IN THE LOWER RIGHT CORNER. (hahaha)

I failed to mention that the upper left critter is the ladybug baby (larva).



Now I'm making Transformer noises. (IDK, ladybug larva look like Autobots to me.) Nope, I'm singing Ladybugs Picnic. :D

*sits around telling knock-knock jokes*

Thanks to those who participated in the poll yesterday, including those that said they were NOT interested in my show. (And I can't help it, I have to laugh at the complete stranger who voted NOPE who has never set foot in my LJ before. Research is research, right? Right.)

Also live JOURNAL = the use of the word journal does not make us journalists. Unless you have a degree in journalism, in which case you obviously are one. But I still hold that LJ didn't make you a journalist. /bi-annual reminder that I'm just a person trying to make people laugh for the most part and should not be taken seriously

...unless I'm talking plants. Then you should. :)
Most of my flower beds have been there for 8 years (since we moved in) and are a hodge podge of cottage garden flowers, volunteer plants, plants that ultimately didn't survive the heat from last summer and are pitiful this year, over grown, or I'm just not fond of them anymore. Irises? I'm looking at you.

Plus, I'm over the cottage garden look. I know some of y'all love that, but ugh. It's a) a lot of work, b) it's easy to get messy looking, c) grasshoppers love them. SO. You should know by now how I feel about that last one. I love love love Japanese gardens and French gardens. The first is a carefully cultivated "natural" look that takes years and years and thoughtful planning (and oodles of patience) the second is a carefully cultivated "forced" look - straight lines, box hedges in specific shapes, etc. Order, ja. (Oui!)

My problem: I'm lazy. (Well, I'm not in comparison to others, but compared to Mr. Miyagi's carefully tended bonsai garden of pines, YES. I am lazy.) So I'm creating a look I'm calling "Texas-French." (Pronounced Texas-Frainch.) :D Drought tolerant natives in specific patterns, seasonal color that is specific (pink, blue, white for spring, primary colors for summer + orange and purple, hot pink, buttery yellow, indigo, coral for fall), and everything gets dead-headed at the same time.

more dorking out over plants, including bitching about invasive plants )

(And the jerky neighbors that always tut tut my garden - they want me to deadhead plants, when you don't do that until FALL, not to mention they're providing food for birds, dummies! Then again, they just have a hedge of box woods tortured into rectangles, so they are clearly idiots - planted a tree to replace the awful one they had before, a Bradford pear. I told them years before that they're bad for our area, they break, split, fall over. Guess what it did? So they bought a new tree, ignored me when I said not to put tree gators on them - seriously, DO NOT USE THOSE, I can explain why in comments if you're curious - and it died in one week. Big, huge, 20 ft tall oak. How the hell do you kill an OAK TREE? Like that!)

But today I am going to lay around because I have a sore throat and feel dreadful. Bah. To the grid paper! :)
I spent the weekend outside in the garden because *sucks in breath, hands on hips* I happened to get a Certified Letter from my HOA saying that the weeds in my garden were unacceptable.

O_O

WAIT. Wait. Let me explain. I have no weeds. Well, there was one. ONE. This is in a flower bed that is over 60 feet long and just over 20 feet deep, mind. ONE WEED. The letter that I received a) had the wrong address in the photograph, which indeed had weeds and b) was dated in July.

To say I was affronted is putting it lightly. (Newcomers: I'm a Texas Master Gardener. I take that shit personally.) This was a perfect excuse to start the Fall rip-out of plants that are done for the season, dead head, divide bulbs, etc. So that's what I did. It's all tidy and open and empty and waiting for new babies and I am VERY HAPPY. And I took a nice picture and will be emailing the HOA later with a bit of a hemhem, you were saying? added.

I went to a neighbor's house on Friday for drinks, met the CUTEST GUY (not like that. Well, he's attractive but just keep reading) that was a) former Mormon, b) former Missionary, c) gay as rainbow glitter on a mustache and d) hilarious. AND ALSO E) A GARDENER. I told him he was my gay doppelganger and we spent hours swapping stories. ALSO. ALSO. AND. His mother and sister both sing in my father's exclusive choir. O_O I MEAN. (omg, my husband had to peel me off of him to get me home and now we're FB bff. Lol.)

AND LASTLY. My son came home from work last night with a straggly bouquet of flowers for me (he works in a grocery store as a sacker, so they were those kind of flowers) and I am still looking over at their bedraggled selves and grinning from ear to ear. I'm fairly easy to please, it must be said. <3 Also, AWWWW. <3

AND NOW I WANT NACHOS. Or guacamole. Or something fatty and bad for me. *grumbles* I am completely surrounded by a lack of bad for me foods, stupid healthy living.
And I'm not talking about rude people. I'm talking about BUGS. Well, not True Bugs (I love that that is an actual classification - sub order /nerd!) but caterpillars, the final instar stage of the beautiful butterfly/moth.

(Quick mention that I have an entire post dedicated to gardening tips. I don't have time to help people like I used to, so feel free to help yourself! :D [/your friendly neighborhood Master Gardener.]

A few years ago I came out to my garden, HORRIFIED by these massive...creatures that were eating my garden to the ground. Specifically, my tomato plants and my Datura (Angel's Trumpet.) I had to use TWO HANDS to pull these buggers off the plant stems, because they were on tight. I tossed them into my driveway, like I do when I find grubs. I've trained the mockingbirds, you see. When they see me come out side with tools, they line the fence and watch. I toss grubs (typically) up in the air, or on the sidewalk, and they swoop in and get an easy meal. Awesome.

These buggers didn't even hit the ground before there was a fight among the birds. Big meal, is what I'm saying. I thought these were common tomato hornworms - at first glance, they certainly look like them.

But I realized after letting a few live that they weren't. They didn't become gold/brown hawk moths. These particular caterpillars turn into hummingbird hawk-moths. They are BEAUTIFUL.

Well, they eventually are. Here are some phone camera shots. )

I have a lot of gardening to do, but I'm going to do it away from these things. If only to keep the mockingbirds occupied elsewhere...

(And this is my favorite shot that I've taken of a hummingbird - actual bird, see? - in my garden.) And this is my favorite collection of pics from my garden. :)

ION: PLEASE TELL ME YOU HAVE READ NEAR MISSES, WHICH WAS COMPLETED YESTERDAY. And then please tell me that you left her lovely comments, because that's just the right thing to do after being moved by such a fantastic and beautiful story. :) *cough* NOW ON EBOOK.
I follow a lot of design blogs. That's primarily what I follow on Tumblr and have on my Reader. (I don't do much fannish stuff on Tumblr, because it makes my head explode from all the spoilers and wank.) But back to gardening. A lot of architects think they know how to be landscape designers. A lot of landscape designers think they know about plants.

They don't. (typically) They know how to mix textures (types of leaf structures) and color to look like a Monet, but so what? In a month, your landscape will be dead. Or you'll have to have extensive work done on a regular basis by a mow and blow (that's what I call those cheesy lawn services that also don't know anything about plants except to cut things and blow them into bags.)

I have seen no less than four times THIS MORNING different design blogs show how wonderfully stark bamboo looks in someone's modernist side yard. Yep, it does. For about three weeks. Then that side yard will become a bamboo forest. Want to know why so many things are made from bamboo? Can you guess? Because it grows like a frickin' weed and you can't get rid of it. Yay for whoever figured out all of the uses for bamboo! (And oh, do I love my bamboo bed sheets. And stir fried bamboo. And my bamboo-fiber sweater. And my bamboo CUTTING BOARDS. Hey, I wonder if that's a sturdy grass... (bamboo is a grass! [rainbow: the more you know!])

some common sense info so you can stop buying things that die. )

It makes me sad when I see things die and frustrated wannabe gardeners throwing in the towel after wasting a LOT of money. So here you go.
If I can think of anything else, I'll add it here. some more info for you. )

This is a sticky post on my livejournal, so feel free to comment with any questions. I'll do my best to answer you in a timely manner, and then this can be a catch-all for anyone strolling by. :)
So if you see them (poor eyesight, dark brown) let me know. I'll pay for shipping.

Most of y'all know that I'm a Texas Master Gardener. As in, I'm all edjumacated and stuff about plants, soil, IPM, basic plant diseases and how to eradicate them, etc. Does this mean I have perfect knowledge? Of course not. But! I can give you a qualified "I don't know! But I'll find out." (But most of the problems people in this region have are so common, I typically have an answer. Rarely am I stumped.)

short but irritating story under the cut. )

And on that note, I am going to get some more woolly stemodia planted later today as a ground cover so it can do the work of tilling for me. (Also, you know that wonderful "country-clover" smell? It's not quite grass being cut, and there's a sweetness to it? That's the plant that makes it out here. I looooooooooove walking through my garden in the morning to wake up and smell that. <3) Note: that is a perennial plant for HOT climes. Sorry, Canada.
Because the front of my house is SO DELICIOUS. Roses, roses, roses. They're going bananas, and I couldn't be happier. Big ol' pics under the cut. Taken with my phone, so don't expect art. :D

FLARES. AH LAHK FLARES. )

HEY GUYS IT IS GORGEOUS OUTSIDE. I have no books to read. I want something fun, adventurous, and awesome. *chinfists* Whatcha got? I just blew through The Hunger Games for the 5th time (and man, I need to find fanfiction, because the ending is satisfactory, right?) Oooh, maybe I should re-read The Passage since Book 2 is coming out in June? O_O

eta Remember how I'm like really good about admitting that I'm wrong? Like, there have been positions that I've taken where I've had people rationally explain why it was hurtful, etc., and I can say HEY I WAS WRONG and be gracious about it?

I THINK I NEED PEOPLE TO STOP FEELING LIKE THEY NEED TO CONSTANTLY NITPICK EVERYTHING I SAY/WRITE/REVIEW. Give me one effing day off, hmm? Flaming_muse? I love your newly coined word, impupedants.

I mean, I REALLY don't see this shit happening anywhere else, in anyone else's journals or websites, or recaps. At least not to the degree that I get it. STOP PLEASE. Just for 24 hours, please?
GAME OF THRONES IS BACK ON MY EYEBALLS. Oh, how I love this show. I'm back recapping them, so come talk to me about how awesome it is! (We're spoiler-free for the books, please remember that. NO SPOILERS, just discuss the episode, okay?)

Huge weekend at the site:
Supernatural
Spartacushttp://heydontjudgeme.com/2012/03/31/spartacus-vengeance-2-10-wrath-of-the-gods/
Merlin
Touch
Later today is the next trio of eps for Dexter, MAD MEN and Bomb Girls, so be sure to come back for those.

ION, I finished my monster fic, it's in edits right now, and I might just start posting a chapter a day today, since my unbelievably awesome beta/editor ([livejournal.com profile] flaming_muse) and I are a large portion of the way through it. And it's apparent that I've totally lost my ability to grammar. Derp. Anyway, if not today, then later this week. She has a life to lead on her own. :)

And in other news, who wants to see some pics of the many many things blooming in my garden? Big ol' pics of roses, bluebonnets, etc. )
1. Happy birthday to the lovely [livejournal.com profile] anelith, and I hope that it's a great one. *hugs to my Anne-girl*
2. SOUTHLAND. Are you kidding me with this? I had to pace the floor, it was so intense. (Also, heads up: I go OFF on a particular scene where women are being victimized, and I'm STILL mad about it. Not at the show, it is - as always - an impassioned narrator of life. I'm just mad that it HAPPENS.)
3. I find it more than a little disturbing that Boy Kitty makes a habit of pushing into the bathroom when I'm using it and stares at me with his impassioned gaze. o_0 Porque, pussy gato?
4. Spring is springing! I know it's just getting started, so there is loads of bare space, but I'm happy to see little buds everywhere and flowers popping up already. I'm about to be laden with roses, too. Woot!

Pics of my garden and a fansty bath under the cut )

And lastly, can we talk about how deliciously awesome Logo's 1 Girl 5 Gays is? It's pretty much my most favorite talk show ever.

Hoarders

Feb. 28th, 2012 10:41 am
Last night was a tough one, but not for reasons you'd think. One person seemed like a hopeless case, honestly. That always leaves me frustrated. Here's the recap, with a special emphasis on how important a support group is (and would it matter in the case of someone not giving a damn?)

ION, had a very stressful night, and let me just state for the record that there is NO WAY IN HELL I would ever go back to high school. And man, it sucked when I was there, but now with how fast people shit on each other via social media? How easy it is to be awful because of the (very very thin) veil of anonymity of being online? (And honestly, I think that bleeds into their every day - like, they forget that they can't just say anything they want in RL vs. online life.) Ugh.

Teens? You have my sympathy. My current solution is to get mine off the grid, so to speak. No more FB, none of that stuff. It's too easy to be swept up in things, and with my son's social disorder, it just spells trouble.

Speaking of, I'm a little heart-heavy today, so I'm going to be scarce. Be good to people, okay? (Or don't make a point of being ugly, for crying out loud. Add something nice to the world today.)

Here's my contribution, first flowers of the season )
But it sure is effing things up for others, huh? Massive storm cell that ran from just north of Waco up past OKC almost to Kansas last night. In my area, DFW, there were EIGHT tornadoes. My friends in southwest Dallas had GRAPEFRUIT-SIZED HAIL. That is bigger than a softball, y'all. That'd brain you. My friends in Flower Mound, which is near my in laws, had baseball sized hail. My in laws locked themselves in their bathroom, texted me when it was over. A tornado touched down just north of them by a mile. And my neighborhood, well, the sirens went off, I had the laundry room ready, and we were in there for thirty minutes, waiting for all of them to pass. And they went right around us. I went on my walk this morning and five blocks north of me: a 60 foot high oak tree ripped out of the ground. No rotten limbs, trunk, or roots, just that powerful of a storm. Crazy.

Fun times in the "storm cellar" (aka the laundry room): cats are miserable being trapped in there with the four of us. Smudge decides to take a poop in his litter box (which is kept in the laundry room.) My son is feeding off the nervous energy and won't shut up. Emily is complaining about people "touching her" - child, this is a LAUNDRY ROOM, not a ballroom! Get over it! #2 curled into a ball in my lap, shaking. "Is it over? Is it over? What's that sound!@? Is it over?" Thank goodness my cell phone service was good, I could track the storm as it passed. Also helpful: twitter. Man, I love Twitter. @StoneyboBoney, if you wanna come over to the dark side.

This morning, however, was GLORIOUS. Not a cloud in the sky today. Nothing but sunshine. You can practically hearthe plants growing. I took pics with my phone, so they're not the best, but they're pretty decent. Purdy flowers under here )

I know it's only Wednesday, but I'm living like it's Friday!
Yesterday I went to this great consignment shop with my sister and they had some amazing things like medical anomaly pictures and models of eyeballs and things like that. I took a picture of one that was amazing (it was behind glass, so I couldn't see the other pictures behind it, my hands were full with other things.) I've got that behind a cut by itself because it might be disturbing to someone else, but I'm fascinated with it. (Malformed unborn, for those who need to be warned.)

I think it's amazing and utterly fascinating, personally - some of you may not )

I also found a cool trilobite plaster that looked like it was from a classroom and loads of gorgeous barnacles. Check it - and after that are a bunch of pics from my garden. I like nature - it makes cool stuff. )

I am very ready for the weekend to be here.
And we were awesome friends that were solving problems together. I woke up happy. I think I'm going to sneak out this week to see Bridesmaids (why isn't anyone talking about this show on LJ?) and rejoice in funny women.

Speaking of, where the hell IS everyone on LJ? Have they all abandoned us for Dreamwhatever? Way to suppress free speech, guys. (In case you didn't know, the hackers that brought down LJ were trying to stop the Russian Youth from having access to the internet/free speech.) Whatever, I'm loathe to change, I have a permanent account, and this has become my habit.

There is some good discussion of the show Game of Thrones at Hey, Don't Judge Me - just the show, no book spoilers. Sam is posting a review of Thor later today, so bookmark the site and check back often. I've got a couple of book reviews going up soon, and then, the most exciting thing ever, starting May 24th, the Geordie Shore begins (it's a REAL THING, omg) and natch, I'm all over that like a cheap date on a cheap suit on a cheap pleather chair.

Lemme say it again: GEORDIE SHORE. (For Amerkins, that's like Chav Shore. Kinda. Mostly.)

Side bitch, I would just like to take a minute to complain about the VAST majority of "garden blogs" that are full of interior decorators with shovels? Meaning, they don't know anything about plant material, just color and texture. Which, that's fine, but you can't just stick a plant somewhere because it's pink and pretty and you like that. Will it LIVE? Not to mention when someone says they are a LANDSCAPE DESIGNER and then asks the general public via her blog to tell her what so and so plant is. (And it's not something rare.) This is why people think gardening is hard, because dipwads charge them a fortune to "design a garden" and just paint with plants, not knowing that such and such belongs in shade, or their soil is compatible, or blah blah blah. There REALLY aren't enough people who know what they're doing in the landscape business. It's really irritating to someone like me that went to school to understand SOIL and BIO-CHEMISTRY.

In other news, my tiger lilies are about spent, and the other lilies are just starting to open and my shallots and garlic are almost ready to harvest and the Mama Dove keeps her vigil. ...as do the kitties on the other side of the window. (I'm just glad they haven't realized that they can go into #2's room and look right down at her.)
First, I wanted those who follow to know that the Jersey Shore recap is up, just in time for a primer for tomorrow's episode. And if you catch the reference to South Park in there, you get bonus points.

GUYS. We have to talk about her 'Novel." First off, I didn't realize it was a novel, I thought she had written a book, like a tell all, or "how to make juicehead gorillas bring you fuzzy slippers, wah" type of book. Nope, it's a ROMANCE. Must Love Poufs - A Love Story )

Speaking of Sheen, over on Twitter, me and another guy have been coming up with great ideas for a Buddy Cop show staring Charlie Sheen and Gary Busey. My idea is this: Busey thinks he's Kane, from Kung Fu, Sheen thinks he's an outer space cop, and they roam around the country fighting (perceived) crime. In one episode, Busey comes across a group of Hopi Indian children playing, and he sits them all down to lecture them on their endocrine systems and how the mighty buffalo should be used as currency, in which case their land is now worth fourteen hooves and a pelt. Sheen stands by, Aviator shades on, smacking his gum, and checking the sky for Visitors. Maybe each ep ends with him doing a little tap dance, I don't have it all worked out yet. Ha.

I have weetiny plants bursting out of the ground all over, flower buds on my saucer magnolia, and the peach trees in the neighborhood are "popcorning." (I looked out the window and what did I see? [/random Mormon upbringing reference] I am so ready for spring. Plants! Gardening! Sun on my skin! YAY. I have to go get yet another load of compost today (this will make the third TON, and it's all just gone to ONE BED so far, oy) and spread it around before the spring rains come. Fortunately I enjoy this sort of manual labor.

If someone could see fit that I get to move to this fabulous home, that would be super. (How beautiful and serene is that house? I love me some neutral colors in a bright and sunny place, and letting the artwork be your big color touches. CALM. In this stage of life I seek out calm. And clutter-free. Lord, give me a clutter-free environment one day. I'm the person that wants to live in the white cube with a wall of glass and one chair. Only one thing to clean, huzzah!)

Lastly, today is Texas Independence Day! Have a margarita and Enchiladas Suizas on me, would you? 175 years since we said, "Smell ya later, Mexico!" (In four days you will hear me go crazy nuts for the biggest day in Texas history. I'll let you guess what that is.) And note: I'm Texan before I'm an American [Just like Molly Ivins and Ann Richards, my heroes], so you better check your anti-Texas crap before you think it's hilarious to tease me/make fun of my home. I had relatives in the goddamn Alamo. Just a pre-emptive strike for any wanna be snobs about the dumb things that happen here. :)
A neighbor, a child, a spouse, anyone. I'm quite the Henny Penny around here. I do have bluebonnets, however! Well, no flowers yet, but the plants are green and getting large, so I should have blooms in a few weeks. YAY SPRING, KEEP IT COMING. A few of the creeping phlox are starting to put out flowers, soon I will have my yearly swath of vivid blue and pink to chase the grey days of winter away.

Two of the cypress trees we planted outside the pool area died this winter. BOO. The nursery is going to give us two more, though, because the owner knows I know what I'm doing - there was clearly something wrong with the trees for them to die so rapidly. That means I get to rip out two 15 foot trees this weekend and put two new ones in. Yay? I need to finish spreading compost and mulch today. I'm earning my wine, is what I'm saying.

Speaking of booze, my recap of last Jersday's Shore is up at Hey, Don't Judge Me. I have never seen so much crying in a man as I have with this frickin' guy, Ron. I didn't think steroids increased lady feelings, huh. Also, what's the adult version of a Pedo-Bear? As in, not after kids, but young women and al creepy about it? Because that is The Situation. He is CREEPY, YOU GUYS.

There should be a bunch more recaps from everyone popping up over the next two days, so keep your eyes peeled (or add it to your reader.)

The Mr. is coming home tonight for a change (he's usually home on Friday) so I'm excited to act like a normal couple with a husband home during the week. OH WHAT SHALL WE GET UP TO? Probably laundry and exhausted sleeping, because we know how to party. Ooh, and finish hanging chandeliers, because we were losers that didn't do that last weekend! YAY SOMETHING EXCITING.

Lastly, if any of you fashionistas/decora-TORs out there know who manufactures THIS BEAUTIFUL OUTDOOR DINING FURNITURE ), help a girl out. WANT. X a million. (Watch it be Etra or Skagerak, aka completely out of my budget by about 8 grand. Featured in this gorgeous house)

June 2017

S M T W T F S
    123
4 5678910
11121314151617
18192021222324
2526 27282930 

Syndicate

RSS Atom

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Jul. 28th, 2017 12:41 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios