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One of my 5th grade girls was out riding her bike this last weekend and ran into a light pole. The distraction just happened to be an ice cream truck. 😀

That’s my girl!

A little girl came in today with a splinter in her hand.

Melissa: “oh no! You have a splinter?”
Kiddo: “NOOOO! I have a piece of WOOD stuck in my hand!!”

Well, the strawberries hung in there for about 3 weeks. Sad little leaves poking out from the soil that never managed to add any biomass. I feel like I may be running (albeit unintentionally) a fruit and vegetable concentration camp. Think about it. I go online and pick out which plants I think are best. I then isolate them for 3 weeks with insufficient nutrients (I’m guessing) while they wither away in the hot sun. Then I toss them all in the compost bin. Ugh.

The great news is that I can grow herbs like crazy! The cilantro, 4 kinds of mint, rosemary, basil, and parsley are all doing great. If I had to choose, herbs are more expensive and less delicious when bought from the store, so I’d take the trade.

Jury’s still out on the garlic. Considering I planted THE ENTIRE HEAD at first and it stayed in there for about a week before my mom (thanks ma!) informed me that I’d have to plant each clove separately, I’m not expecting much. Who DOES that?

I’ll tell you who.

The same person who, in her first attempt at gardening, managed to grow a gigantic 14ft tall weed, a few mutant cucumbers, and exactly one radish. I guess I was thinking it would come up as a bunch? Maybe washed, and with that little produce band around the stem? Could you have done that for me, Garden? No? Oh well. At least it was a really big radish. =)

Gagsy was rather entertaining this morning:

Me: “Heeeeyyyyy! What’s going on? Have anything fun planned for today?” (the end of the year is field-trip season)

Gagsy: “No, but tomorrow is bowling!”

Me: “Sweet! Are you guys gonna have those bumpers that keep you from getting gutter balls?”

Gagsy: [flashing his version of “blue steel” that shows off those dimples] “Well, actually, I kind of get strikes and spares. I’m pretty good.”

Me: “Oooh, have you thought about being a professional bowler or bowling coach?”

Gagsy: [he does a weird little head tilt, like he’s pondering this] “Hey, I kind of LIKE the SOUND of that!”

Here is where I’d like to formally apologize, in advance, to Gagsy’s mama. But hey, it’s good to dream, right?

Welcome! I’m trying really hard not to drop the ball on blogging while I’m moving to the new site- I think I’ve got most of the issues ironed out. Still working on making the font size a little bigger and finding a better picture for the blog header. I’ve got more to post, so keep an eye out for me!

love, Nurse Wonderful

Bonesy Bunny would like to wish you all a Hoppy Easter… Don’t eat the brown jelly beans!

Direct quote from one of the teachers (after finding a few shirts for a kid):

[Holds up a big Polo shirt]: “This shirt was in the small pile, but it’s too big to be a small! Did you realize that?!”

The kicker is that she said it with a straight face, and she MEANT it. Take a good look at that picture.

Heck, I normally just throw the little dudes into the pile and let them crawl out with whatever clothes happen to stick.

Ah well. 22 days left in the school year. THEN I implement my master organizational plan… Right.

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It’s about 1 month into my gardening project, and while I can say it’s been more successful than my previous attempts, it hasn’t gone *well*.

Step 1: spend hours and hours shoveling dirt out of a section of the horse corral, as this is OBVIOUSLY the best place for a garden.

Step 2: drag 7 railroad ties over and make a 3-section box.

Step 3: repeat step 1…

Step 4: go to the seed store and scoff when they tell you that you will need approximately 42 more bags of dirt. Buy 10.

Step 5: come home to a delivery from the seed catalogue. Try to plant the strawberry plant into a bucket til you can get the dirt into the garden plot. Realize that “the strawberry plant” is actually 25 strawberry plants rubberbanded together. Scratch head and ponder.

During this time I’ve sprouted herbs, lettuce, spinach, and garlic (more to come on the garlic). The strawberries are pretty much all alive, and the corn is planted in the rows. The compost tumbler is eating the household waste, smells like dirt (not rotten food) and does not house a 3 pound rat/possum. These are all good things.

The setbacks are keeping me busy and outside, which I could appreciate were it not for the 60mph gusts today while I was glooping around in garden mud and wearing a sundress (sorry neighbors!).

I’m learning.