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I can never remember which weekend I’m supposed to prune my roses. I remember the lady in the paper saying something about a three day weekend in winter. Yesterday I checked my handy guide to roses and it said January but when the temperature is not near freezing.

I’m not sure what “near freezing” means but I’m guessing today isn’t the best day to do it.

It was pretty when we woke up. It’s all soggy and melty now.

Dahlia garden still looks good. The rain did a number on some of my plants. If I was a more active gardener I’d probably get out there and stake them.

But I’m not.

I just found out a few hours ago that Father’s Day is *this* Sunday, not *next* Sunday which means I don’t have it totally together, I’m totally late.

I fed my sourdough this evening and just noticed a blob of white flour-y paste on my foot. Not sure how that happened.

I wanted to watch the soccer game (Netherlands v. France) but first thought I’d whip up a quick treat for the writers meeting tomorrow and didn’t really clue in how long I would be standing there stirring to get my damn caramel made. I skipped the game and could barely keep my eyes open during the highlight show. The Italy v. Romania game looked like a good one, too.

I did not finish one thing today. I’m busy most of tomorrow. I’m not confident I’m holding it together. BUT: I have baby turnips. And also, apparently, a frankenhand.

The weekend weather wasn’t quite as doodoo as predicted. It was cold, but yesterday afternoon the sun came out and sitting at the computer was giving me a headache so I worked outside. We had our tree pruned back in January and I got all but three big branches into the yard debris bin. I planted a bunch of flower seeds that I bought impulsively at the beginning of March and I raked the garden spot and turned over some of the soil. Maybe next weekend I can get the manure and plant a few things. Because all danger of frost must have passed by now. Please?

My neighbor was out, too and he said possibly the squirrels were into the tulips. Maybe. While we were talking a shiny red car stopped in front of our houses and a wail came from a person in a ball in the street. At first I thought they’d hit him but no, the car had been pulling the kid on his skateboard. Another kid got out of the car and scoffed and dragged wailing kid to his feet. The driver was a blonde girl. They very pointedly did not make eye contact with the grown-ups standing on the curb looking on with concern/scorn.

Last night I caught up on my shows. Am I the only person who tears up during almost every episode of Doctor Who and Torchwood? Last night I was sniffling into my tissue during the end of Torchwood and Bob came upstairs. He said, “Your hair is big” which was true because I had washed it but not applied 10 lbs of product nor done any styling except for the bangs so they wouldn’t stick out.

Every night when I get home from work (assuming it’s still light out and not raining sideways), I go to my flower bed and admire my flowers. I often go to the backyard, too. Why grow them if you’re not going to enjoy them?

Tonight was I was startled to find this:

What? You don’t see the problem? Count the flowers.

Now here’s my shot from Sunday:

Yes! There is a tulip bandit on the loose in my neighborhood.

What giant turdhead.

Is there a food styling tutorial somewhere? I thought this camera would take awesome photos by itself. I didn’t know the operator had to have a clue.

Here’s my cake. I followed the recipe exactly, except that I didn’t have golden raisins but I had a Trader Joe’s Golden Berry Blend with golden raisins, cherries, cranberries and blueberries. Also I didn’t have dark brown sugar so I used light. It came out spectacular. Bob and I ate a big piece last night to make sure it was okay and the writers gobbled it up this afternoon at our meeting.

These are the bulbs I threw in at the last minute in November. I forgot about them on the workbench. I planted a bunch all around the tree and this is all that came up. But if you look in the background, looks like something else is coming up so I’m in for a surprise, I hope. I should probably track down my order sheet since I can’t remember what I bought or where I put it. When I was digging holes in the ground I was sure I’d remember.

I’ve been so busy today I haven’t had 5 minutes to pull up my socks until now. The 80th bday party was super fun and the pot roast dinner turned out fabulous. Now I’m so tired I can hardly see straight.

This is the biggest pumpkin out in the front yard and I swear every time I look at it, it’s measurably bigger. There’s another good sized one in the backyard but the critters have already nibbled on it. This is why I don’t worry about having too many pumpkins because something (squirrels? raccoons? opossum?) wreck most of them. The animals usually eat them as soon as they’re as big as a grape.

My sunflowers are thriving. I didn’t pull any so my entire garden is a forest of sunflowers. The tomato plants are big and dripping with tons of green tomatoes. Nothing even looks close to getting ripe. We’re having a rainy streak which was nice at first but is moving into the category of dismaying. Outside my office window it looks like November right now. eek. I’ve got a few lettuce-y type plants and beets that don’t seem to grow. That covers it.

We have an endless abundance of lawn weeds in the form of little yellow flowers. I spent hours weeding on Sunday and you can barely tell. In a related story I decided to devote a couple of hours to filing at the office yesterday. I decided that weeding and filing are the same: lots of work with little progress and there’s always more on the way.

This is a rambling post meandering to different topics if you’re not getting that yet. I don’t know if I’ve written exactly about this as much as hinted about it but I submitted a short story last week for the first time in eons.

A shortish version of my writing career is I wrote various stuff for a long time and then wrote a novel which took years (Linking to exact pages is too depressing but if you’re interested the newsletters tell the tale starting in the early 90’s.) In 2001 I did a workshop and did my last major push for publication which yielded a tiny bit of interest and that’s it. Then I took a screenwriting class and did that for a few years and for a long time it was fun until it became no longer fun and I got to a point where I no longer enjoyed even the thought of writing and quit.

I took a Photoshop class and learned how to work a sewing machine and tried new cooking things. But I never felt very good about not writing and it’s taken awhile but I’m enjoying it again and finally completed and submitted something and it’s a whole new world out there.

When I was on vacation I think my domain hosting tweaked their spam filtering because I had 150 spam for one week and normally I get about 3 a day. The spam filtering gives you the option of sending the spam to a folder or sending out into the ethers and I realize the drawbacks of this decision but I picked the ethers. Going to the spam folder to look for misfiled email was like a part time job and I very rarely found any real email and even then it was someone I bought something from who wanted me to buy more things. I noted the sudden spike in my spam with a “hm?” and never thought of it again.

I recently noticed I haven’t been getting any comments from here. In case anyone reading doesn’t know how it works, in addition to being posted on the page, blog comments are sent via email to the blogger. I figured my loyal commenter was disappointed that the posts have been so boring lately. But later I noticed that there were new comments. Even from new people. I guess the comments are flying off into the ethers with the spam and I should probably investigate further but for now the comments have been redirected to a gmail account so comment away secure in the knowledge that I’m appreciative and actually seeing all the comments.

One last thing before I go Bob and I have been loving the HBO show Flight of the Conchords. It’s hilarious.

I wasn’t going to take any more photos but this flower is ginormous. I tried to put a ruler next to it but my arm’s too short and the light looked funny.

I’m on my way out the door for a week long adventure in the boonies with no Internet. I had a couple of planned posts and other pictures but some other projects got in the way and now here I am in a big rush trying to everything at the last minute.

Hope you all have a fun week and see you when I get back.