A tad delayed, but here nonetheless!!! Get ready for the second installment of good things:)
Monthly Archives: September 2011
How Does Your Garden Grow
I’m an experienced gardener. And by “experienced,” I mean that I spent approximately twelve hours [total] in my front yard last June pulling weeds and planting seventeen perennials. Three of my plants returned this spring. Fourteen of my plants withered away after spending less than a week in my soil, precious begonias among that number. Alas! Alack! And other such poetic laments. I have gardening experience, but minimal gardening success.
Good Things #1
I love to share, and I love a lot of things. I just love, as Martha Stewart says, good things. So I’ve decided that once a week (shooting for every Friday), I will post my hodge-podge list of “good things.” Some may be new to you, and some may not – I just hope that you enjoy it all with me:)
Let’s begin!
In Search of a Silver Lining…
I love storms…now. When I was younger, I hated them with bookish excitement and dread. As soon as my lights flickered, I would be in the basement wrapped in a comforter, singing old Negro spirituals. However, as I grew, I learned that storms are beautiful lullabies. Heavy rain, Dark clouds, thick fogs, low light, loud thunder, bright lightning, bouncing hail – you name it, it sends excited shivers up and down my spine. Storms are beautiful in a wild, savage-esque way. They’re the perfect backdrop for a giant mug of chamomile tea w/accompanying introspective thoughts.
Like I said, I love storms.
Who Told Me That I Was Single?
One day I woke up and I was a single woman. Yes, my relationship status changed overnight, from too-young-to-even-think-about-a-relationship to SINGLE.
My fingers burn just typing that: S I N G L E. <<shudder>>
What happened? I mean, really, what happened to me?
My co-workers noticed the change immediately; actually, they clued me in. Between matchmaking of the worst variety, – Seriously, I could find better looking and more interesting dates at Churchill Downs…in the stables, eating oats…I’m saying I would rather date horses, but I digress – and heart-to-heart conversations about love and life it hit me with embarrassing accuracy: my singleness was showing!
Let Me Be Crystal Clear 