Gardening: Year Four

Year One (2004): Moved into the new house in March. Planted $100 worth of nursery plants in April. Killed every blessed one.

Year Two (2005): Received free plants from work and bought seedlings online. Planted miniature daffodils that Sheryl gave me for my birthday. Only the daffodils lived to see another Spring.

Year Three (2006): Planted daylilies from Scott at work in Fall 2005. Bought plants in a white elephant sale in the Spring. Started seeds indoors. Daylilies came up grandly; plants died before I planted them; only catnip and lemon basil seedlings survived the furry aminal seige once planted outside. The previous year’s mini daffodil bulbs came up, albeit a touch weakly.

Year Four (2007): Impending. Daylilies currently showing leafy growth. One lone mini daffodil has already peeked out its little head, only to get snowed on. Catnip is still MIA, although I have high hopes. Scott got me greenhouse tulips that have already bloomed and done their piece; I plan to plant the bulbs outside after the leafy growth dies back.

Today, I spent some quality time with my lone surviving Rose of Sharon cutting. The ones I brought from the old apartment died off over time, but one of the cuttings from Scott is still alive and kicking. I’ve had it in perlite (a rooting medium) for nigh on two or three years now. I forget. At any rate, I repotted it this evening into a large plastic pot, leftover from my unfortunate garden center trip of 2004. I’m not sure what its root system is *supposed* to look like, but what it’s got is a long, stringy root system with feathery branchings-off here and there. The root system, stretched out, is probably one and a half times as long as the stick-with-leaves is tall.

So, I’m planning to set the Rose of Sharon outside once the danger of frost is past, in hopes of getting it growing upward more, branching out a little, and getting used to the outside. I don’t know if I’ll try to plant it this fall yet, but hopefully it’ll at least like its new home. Hopefully I didn’t just sign its death warrant, as I so often do with my garden plants.

The key for me? Finding low-maintenance plants that can stand being forgotten about for up to two weeks. Plants that don’t require daily watering. Plants that won’t kick it over the winter if I don’t get the mulch down in time. Yes, I am a neglectful gardener. But I still like plants. And gardening.

Still Too Close To The Surface

Read a blog entry about abortion today, written by a pro-choice advocate. Chose to write a comment in response.

Received an e-mail from the one friend I hadn’t told about my miscarriage yet. Chose to write a friggin’ novel in response.

I hadn’t realized this shit was still so fresh in my mind. I’ve been emotionally KO’d all evening. Didn’t get much accomplished besides playing some Civ IV.

Now it’s time to start getting ready for bed, and I have no idea what I’m making for lunch tomorrow, which is bad. I don’t really want to put my lunch together before I go to bed, which is worse. God knows what I’ll end up throwing into my lunch koozie tomorrow morning…

I know that these things smooth themselves over as time passes. I just wonder how long I’ll have these random days of sadness in the middle of being perfectly OK.

We Are The Champions

Looks like James owes me ten bucks.

Unfortunately, I didn’t have much success following the SparkDiet this month. Well, I had success in *following* it, but not in losing weight because of it. My weight on March 1st was 202.5 lbs; my weight today, on April 1st, is 202 lbs. After the losses and the gains over the past month, I’m only half a pound below where I started.

Time for a new strategy.

Starting this week, I’m going to be monitoring my carbohydrate intake more closely, and to hell with calories. Well, calories are a good judge of portion size in general, so not entirely to hell with them. They just won’t be my be-all end-all, man-I-fucked-up gauge.

If this doesn’t do something for me, maybe I ought to go back on a “real” diet. One that’s published in a book, and that I follow properly, instead of this grow-your-own bullshit I’ve been trying to do lately. It’s obviously not as successful, and I’m obviously not a medical professional or nutritionist or personal trainer. I don’t know.

I’m not going to beat myself up over it, though. I’m going to give my grow-your-own SparkDiet another, oh, two weeks or so. If I haven’t lost at least three pounds by the end of two weeks — I think that’s a reasonable expectation — I’m going to go back on a structured low-carb diet. Probably not Atkins, but maybe Sugar Busters or another related diet. I certainly have enough books that I’ve never read and reviewed for my now abandoned podcast. We’ll see.

Plug Your Desk Hole With a USB Hub

I no longer have a desk to accomodate such a thing, but I so could have used this back when I worked at RCC.

It’s a USB hub that fits in the little 3-inch desk hole where your cables go. How cool is that. Belkin is apparently planning to release an iPod dock adapter along these same lines. OMGWTFBBQ. I <3 gadgetry... except when I currently have no earthly use for it. Maybe someday I'll reclaim sufficient geek status to work somewhere with a desk hole. *sigh* [via NOTCOT.ORG]

Signs of Spring

As I sat on my couch, reading my cooking magazine, a sound came in through the open window.

The ice cream truck. Playing the ever-popular ice cream truck tune, “Turkey in the Straw.”

I didn’t think 60-ish degrees was warm enough to entice kids to buy ice cream yet, but I’ve been wrong before. Even so, it’s a pleasant enough harbinger of warm weather to come.