A Lazy Spring Update

During these last few nice days I’ve been busy preparing for the growing season. Yesterday I sowed several Swiss chard seeds outdoors. It’s a very pretty and cold hard plant offering tasty spinach-like leaves. Today I watered them due to high, drying winds.

Not This Spring Harvest, Yet...

Reliable Yellow Crocus

A Surprise of Spreading Purple!

Do you enjoy spinach or other greens? Have you ever eaten decorative edible flowers?

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My Interesting Wednesday

On Monday morning my friend Scars reached out with a text message stating he planned on attending an Ohio State House of Representatives review. The Agriculture Board considered a new bill regarding the supplement kratom. He asked if I’d consider attending in support. My initial instinct to refuse, I’m glad my decision changed.

He said my presence alone kept him from simply leaving on multiple occasions and thanked me countless times all throughout this venture. And I understand why. I don’t know how he endured the walk from our parking spot (the attached garage was full) followed by many minutes wandering both outside and within the massive building. Amongst throngs of folks all were kind, including the security staff, but nobody we met within this maze could help us find the right room. But we persevered and he attained his goal of meeting an online friend just a few minutes later than planned.

To my surprise the proceedings seldom bored me. I found the process enlightening by not only personal testimonials but also judicial, scientific, and medical terminology. Not a single attendee opposed the new legislation. Most of the Representative’s questions seemed appropriate and keen, giving me hope.

Time dragged on, however. Mere minutes before Scars succumbed to crippling numbness in his left leg and extreme back and hip pain, the Lead Chairperson called his name.

Did you know Asian grown kratom tree leaves have been harvested medicinally for centuries? And why is kratom considered a dangerous controlled drug like heroin while being regulated under agricultural rulings?

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Another First World Problem

I am overweight AKA fat and also morbidly obese in medical terminology. ~sigh~ I recall being thin and even dream about those days sometimes for whatever reason. It is what it is.

Thus when I buy a shirt online the garments are often too long, sometimes way, way too long. This happened when I supported a dog rescue website. The t-shirt I looked forward to wearing out and about hangs absurdly down to my knees.

I considered having it tailored. While this would have supported a small local business I decided to instead spend the money on an embroidered baseball cap. The super soft “Tell Your Dog I Said Hi” shirt is now loungewear and the phrase makes me smile.

I appreciate the worn look and chose this nice green color...

I like all sorts of hats. And this cap will get plenty of use.

The message here might stimulate conversation, as well... 

Have you ever been diagnosed with a terrible sounding medical condition? Wouldn’t it be nice if clinical terms excluded depressing words such as morbid and chronic?

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Misheard

I discovered a fun post by Blue Country Magic featuring often misunderstood song lyrics. I forever misheard a line from the pop band Toto’s “Africa”. Instead of I guess it rains down in Africa, the words are I bless the rains down in Africa. I have no idea what that means.

This theatrical masterpiece gets an honorable mention...

Metallica caused another such conundrum, this one far more embarrassing. For decades I thought the tune “Sad But True” was actually Sound Patrol. It makes zero sense but the notion remained until car radios began listing this information. ~rolls eyes~ Yes, I’m so old that I remember tuning in with a dial, a fidgety operation until you reached the exact desired frequency.

The Beatles are on my personal list, as well. Georgia on My Mind sounded like Jo Jo on My Mind, as if Jo Jo was an old flame in the song “Back in the U.S.S.R.” A crisp digital version on my iPod Touch corrected this misconception. The same technology changed my perception of many Meatloaf tunes.

Are you familiar with seventies era ‘rabbit ears’ TV antennae? The youngest child was charged with both adjusting the wires and switching channels, something my husband and I both did. Now we teasingly call ourselves the original remote controls. Isn’t it amazing how many experiences we share despite an eight year age gap?

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An Early Morning Mystery

After Dandelion joined me on the bed this morning I didn’t notice at first that she had dark brown staining behind her right ear. I can only imagine Terra or Polly swatted her ear and drew blood sometime overnight.

She ate kibble as if nothing happened...

My husband asked if I wanted to make a vet appointment. She acted her normal self, even alongside the sisters, so I didn’t see the point of stressing her. Dani later cleaned up a good portion of the stains.

The three have been doing so well. I hope this is an anomaly. At least Dandelion’s blood didn’t spatter the ceiling as happened years ago. That night she ran high onto a cat tree and swatted at her tormenters with her wounded paw. Ugh… Worse still, our beloved angel Tilly once received a mysterious slash to her neck.

We had no idea at the time, though she acted a bit uncharacteristic. My parents were visiting and the four of us went out for breakfast when my husband decided to leave and check on her. He discovered her downstairs, bleeding.

Aren’t I lucky to have married a man with great instincts and even greater compassion? Wouldn’t it be wonderful if all beings who lack communications skills could express themselves?

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Pre-Vet Visit Nail Trim

Despite the side-eyed expression, she was a doll...

Our Fun Morning – A Movie Review of “Send Help”

My husband and I saw a trailer for a new Sam Raimi film when we last visited the cinema. Happy that the director returned to his darkly comedic horror roots, I immediately wanted to see “Send Help”, its unique premise deciding me.

Right away we witness mousy corporate employee Linda Liddle get shafted by her arrogant new boss Bradley, heir of the company founder. Giving her long awaited promotion to a college crony, he promises her a fresh opportunity overseas.

The company jet crashes and dynamics take a drastic turn between the two sole survivors. A key term here is survivor, as in the television series by that name.

Who’s the boss now?

Like Raimi’s early “Evil Dead” movies this contains some shameless jump scares and overtly disgusting scenes. Neither were overdone, though I did avert my eyes a few times. I also laughed more often than I avoided gagging. Various character and plot twists kept us riveted and on edge. I even appreciated the survival tip illustrations sprinkled through its end credits.

Do you think her surname Liddle implies her ‘little’ timid nature? And if you enjoy the movie theater experience, do you ever stay until the lights come up?

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Kitties in Repose

These three cats make me laugh every day. I cannot imagine life without them.

Are crossed paws not the cutest?
(Dandelion)

Do you see the milk dots on her nose?
She only gets a taste, by the way...
(Polly)

Doesn’t she look contemplative?
(Terra)

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