Jun. 2nd, 2005

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1) two loads of laundry, mostly work clothes
2) folding most of the fresh laundry, and all of what was waiting in the basket when we got home
3) sorting remaining laundry by priorities
4) clean both litterboxes
5) scrub both bathroom floors
6) put away the groceries By got on his way home from work
7) found my car keys, wallet, pager, and all the other things I need to operate in the outside world, and put them in my purse

No knitting, no nap. Can't have everything though. Also spent some quality time online getting caught up on knitting patterns, and snuggling with the cats.

Which reminds me--Cat, my hair is now blonde with green streaks and patches. Kinda mossy. Still cool, but much less obvious. Which is good, because I've got a meeting with the big boss and architects at 10am today.
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I failed another saving throw against temptation this afternoon. That makes three times in the past week. Either the universe is giving me tasty carrots to motivate to keep plodding through the mess that is my current schedule, or it's testing me to reveal character flaws. *sigh*

But what else am I to do when Donna meets me at the door of the greenhouse with the magic words: "Hey little girl, want some petunias?" Silly question. Of course I want petunias. I adore petunias. I crave petunias. I wallow in petunia lust every spring, stroking the pages of seed catalogs and cursing the cold nights until I can plant them out in their purple and pink glories. I brought home an entire flat, five different colors. My car now reeks of petunias, and will for days, and that's a wonderful thing.

But did I stop there? Oh, no, can't have that. Here's a flat of golden yellow lantanas, all daffodil yellow and tangy, with no other home. And some marvelous tropical gingerish thing with a name I can neither spell nor pronounce, but I'm sure it will look quite fine in my front flower bed with the hedychiums. And five 'Pink Angel' cannas, poor waifs that they were, because the variety is prolific as it is loved, and one *can* have too much of a good thing. And a flat of pineapple sage and stevia, because I'm the weird herb lady. Wonder if my mom would like some of those....Donna won't let me leave without a flat of morning glories, a pack of each color, and that one has variegated leaves...Oh, mustn't forget the three pots of wormwood Susan brought in just for me, they've been waiting for me while I was on vacation.....

Shades of the bag lady sceen in Labyrinth. It's really quite embarassing, and I do try, but sometimes I just can't go without a fix. Then I stock up. Because free plants are always good, right?

Hey, Cat!

Jun. 2nd, 2005 08:19 pm
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Thought you'd like to know that Donna said she's sitll got Sea Weasel, and Jerry's moved from trying to give her away to playing with her every now and then. So, that ferret is officially at home now.
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This delightful cat toy, crocheted in the shape of a pot leaf and stuffed with catnip, so kitty has his own stash. Ought to make a few of those for my furry little stoners.

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