All the food talk got me inspired to go poking around in my fridge. I wound up making a sauce with a base of fresh broccoli, garlic, fire-roasted tomatoes, and grilled chicken. I cut some basil, rosemary, and oregano from my garden (that I haven't killed yet!), squeezed a fresh lemon over it, and finished it off with a couple of tablespoons of butter and some heavy cream. Served it over spaghetti and om nom nom nom.
'Lessons'
Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
We went to Target today and MAC DID NOT MELT DOWN!
If only I could go to Target and not melt down.
Ankle also seems to be surviving. I walked around and was on my feet for about an hour afterwards, making dinner, but after sitting for awhile, when I went to stand back up, it told me to fuck off. So I currently have it elevated and downed a bunch of ibu.
Lewis basically said that if I had broken my ankle, it would definitely win as the dumbest injury I've ever suffered and this is considering I've suffered my share or really dumb injuries.
We spent the day spreading 40 bags of cedar mulch over our back area and putting soil and compost in the raised planter (with a break to run to BK for lunch and Lowe's for more mulch). We are going to actually PLANT things tomorrow, as we are both too damn tired to do anything more tonight. Looks and smells good, though!
Exciting Scrappy! I love making beds and planting. I am hoping to make twi raised beds this summer.
Speaking of which, I accidentally weeded some phlox out this afternoon. It was only in my second bed that I realized it was something I planted.
Gardening is hard work, but it's satisfying in so many ways. It gives you instant gratification when you finish a job like planting a plant or weeding, happiness when you watch a flower go from bud to bloom, and long term inspiration as you see plants grow and change over years. That nature shit is cool!
Eating from your own garden is great too. Though I suspect that I should really have my soil tested for lead. I guess most of the soil here is high in lead?
I'm pretty sure what we learned when trying to grow stuff in my childhood was that anything that grew above the ground was OK (tomatoes, herbs), and stuff underground just didn't grow (carrots), which was a good thing anyway.
When I was a gardener, I also got to feel like I was in Little House on the Prairie. I once fought to save my poor little lettuces from hail by covering them with a shower curtain and bricks. And I yelled at rabbits!