Sew's Spot

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Thursday, June 28, 2007

The first veggie...

Will be a tomato. A little bitty tomato - either a "Cherry" tomato or a "Sweet 100" tomato, I can't remember which one is in which pot. But 2 of them are going red already and one of them is almost there!! The first veggie is always such a joy. This year I am getting a whole lot of baby tomatoes (mini ones by design) as well as a good 1/2 dozen or so of the mid-size ones I planted as well. Happiness.

BBC asked what is the big deal about the zucchini - really it is not a big deal in and of itself, it is just one baby zucc, but I really get a kick out of harvesting my own food from a garden I've tended myself, so this baby zucc is the first one and kind of exciting. I also have never grown zucc's in a pot before, so that whole thing "working" is fun as well.

The Nasturtiums must have heard me complaining, as they have started making more flower buds. Apparently, glaring at them in disapproval works almost as well as "Miracle Gro". LOL

The weather is utterly stupendous today - I think I may just do the BBQ thing in the little baby Weber and cook up some burgers tonite. Its been a long time since I did that, and I do have some nice ground beef I can spank into patties!

BBC asked how many people I hug in one week. Well, Dear - I'm not a big huggy person - as said before, I come from that "stoic German" family tradition, so it feels to me as if I am being intrusive into another person's "personal space". In fact, it seems to me that more people are uncomfortable at PDA's (Public Displays of Affection) than those who are not.

Most of those I'd hug with a lot more regularity live far enough away to make it impractical, however. There's a fair few folks I hug on a regular basis, but I'd say in one week there are probably only 2 or 3 actual PEOPLE who get hugs. Some get more than 1 a week, tho.

And I'm ok with that.

571 days

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

The Zucchini That Ate Tokyo

Ok, not yet.
It's only about the size of the top of my thumb - but there is a baby zucchini growing! I know that I have to keep a weather eye on it, however, lest it go off and rob Godzilla of his favorite snack. (I love that song. It makes me laugh.)

I also have a baby cucumber. It is about 1/2" long, and about 1/8" wide. I know that eventually it will be a full size cucumber and ready to make into sandwiches, but right now it is just an itty bitty baby pickle with prickles and soooo cute.

I have one Nasturtium flower. It looks stupid all by itself in the pot. *sigh*

My glorious new tan colored hot-water heater is doing a heck of a job, Tannie, and while I still have to call the repair guy back to finish working on the sink and commode, the watery floor issues seem to be resolved. HUGE sigh of relief. As I repack the closet, I am finding that I am less inclined to hang on to stuff that I just never use. It's hard even to keep the extra parts for the carpet-steamer and the floor scrubber, because I don't use them - but if I ever Freecycle the cleaners, I will want to give all the "parts" with them, so I best maybe box them up and haul to the garage.

My fingers are sore from doing piecework for work - a little extra cash for some mindless assembly that I can do while watching movies. I've been watching all my favorites so far this week, but I may take a break from that and go for something "less travelled" like Gone With The Wind tonite. I'd like to get this over with so I can go back to using my weekends for naps.

572 days

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Screw the troops.

So I'm reading this article about how Michigan is all worried about the Republican party saying that flying the flag at half-mast every time a Michigander comes home from Iraq in a box is "disrespectful" and sends "the wrong message".

A commenter on this article - allegedly a "wife" of a soldier currently in Iraq, indicated that the troops do NOT appreciate any of the things we try to do for them back here. They consider the lowering of the flag to be just an insignificant token that is meaningless to them. They do not appreciate the care packages or letters from strangers back here in the U.S. - the "patriots" are the subject of their derision, and they actively speak out against those whom they are hired (and paid by) to defend and protect. They are an "insular group, a band of brothers that admits no outsiders". Fine. Screw them.

You know... the soldiers bitched and moaned and cried when they came back from Viet Nam and nobody did anything to "honor" them. So now Michigan is "honoring" them - and they're bitching and moaning and crying about it. Screw them - and the jackasses they rode in on.

What this tells me is that all they want is the ticker-tape parades and the free drinks in every bar if they walk in wearing uniforms. Mindless adoration.

After posting this, I am going to remove the links on the right to the sites that I've used to try and make life a little less miserable for the "troops" in the Middle East. If they have nothing but scorn and derision for those of us who are trying to NOT make their lives in the field, or their homecomings as miserable as the ones given the soldiers in VietNam, then I have no reason to "support" these troops, neither with my letters, nor with my "Care" packages. They can all rot in the sand, so far as I'm concerned. Screw the baby-killing torturers and rapists.

573 days