Monday, August 30, 2010

I thought I'd break my blog silence by plagiarizing my sister's FB status:
Henry (shouting): "I NEVER GET TO ROCK OUT ALONE!"
Jude (crying): "I just want to rock out WITH Henry."

Friday, August 06, 2010

Sunny.

Officially, these are my favorite things I've ever planted:

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bonus bumblebee in this picture

They're sunflowers from heirloom seeds that I nabbed in Iowa back in the spring. I planted them on the sad dirt patch from which I harvested countless rocks last year, out by the garage. I usually refer to this as "the back 40" even though it's probably not even 40 square feet.

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The sunflowers are 4-6 feet tall right now and the colors range from bronze to deep red-orange. I have a few more coming up for good measure.

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Plus, when I got home yesterday, a pair of goldfinches was snacking on the seeds. Darling yellow birds in orange sunflowers was definitely the best thing I saw all day.

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I have some amaranth growing next to the sunflowers, so things are looking rather exciting on the back 40. Also, today on the bike trail I finally disembarked to investigate the fruit hanging off the trees and I think we have greengage plums growing on the trail. It will be a coup for my urban hippie bike commuter cred if I can do some foraging on the ride one of these days.

Thursday, August 05, 2010

So fresh and so clean.

Before today, I know I hadn't been to the dentist since the 90s. This has worked out okay for me because I've never been cavity-prone, but it's not an exaggeration to say that "DENTIST!!!" has been on my to-do list for like 5 years. I just kept transferring it to different to-do lists. Anyway, when I was out of town for the opera, I was flossing my teeth one night and a little piece of molar came off along with the granola or spinach or whatever else was stuck in between my teeth. I was like "that's a big chunk of food--heyyyyy, that's tooth!" Dentist avoidance over.

Now I've got a more or less clean bill of dental health and my teeth feel sooooo smoooooth. I wonder if I can get one of those dentist toothbrush attachments for my Dremel. You know, to prolong that clean clean feeling. There is the small matter of going back next week to get my molar fixed up with delicious tooth-colored filling, but it's only a half hour of my life and maybe I can master self-hypnosis before then.