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Aug. 26th, 2006 12:55 pmScott and I got 3/4ths of the yardwork done today--he did more than I did, because I was at the gym while he mowed. But I got the plants together, did some pruning (maybe, maybe, maybe the cabbage worms on the bougainvillea are dead dead dead. I can only hope), transplanted the tree that was pretty root-bound (after hurricane season, I'm going to plant the tree in the yard somewhere, but it needs the chance to establish some roots before some crazy storm comes along), watered stuff, fed the birds, and used the leaf-blower. Tomorrow I'll buy some replacement cutter doohickeys for the weed eater and, well, eat the weeds.
This tells you about my relationship with Erin, that I'm doing yard work for her. I never do yard work for Jason. Actually, I usually mow the lawn while Jason is here. I might mow for John, but I don't think I'd drag the weedeater out for him. I think I'd do yard work for Tiffany--see, it's the people who like to garden that I'll weedeat and stuff for, because I want to show off my plants. :)
Speaking of that, dudes, you should see the frangipani in the back yard. I have two, and one of them us puny. I think that's because the other one is freaking massive. Leaves everywhere and it's going to bloom soon (here's hoping it's when Erin's here, 'cause they smell nice). I don't do anything to them, they just grow. They love the rain and the sun. Much like my rain lilies, which are also exploding now that they have good dirt and a lot of rain. My super-duper resistant to everything rose is growing really well (and thank god, cabbage worms don't seem to like it). The xanadu is having a little trouble with the heat, but the hibiscus is thriving. I want some more hibiscus, I think. I can handle one Florida cliche.
Now I'm tired. Yeesh, it's hot.
On my way back from the gym, I was behind a pickup truck carrying some kind of furniture in the back, with two guys sitting on the walls of the truck bed to hold the furniture piece steady. Couldn't figure out what the thing was until one of the guys started playing it as they drove down the road. Yup, piano. I resisted the urge to lean out and yell, "PLAY 'PIANO MAN!'"
Okay. I'm gonna read Entertainment Weekly for a little while, then try and clean up a bit.
This tells you about my relationship with Erin, that I'm doing yard work for her. I never do yard work for Jason. Actually, I usually mow the lawn while Jason is here. I might mow for John, but I don't think I'd drag the weedeater out for him. I think I'd do yard work for Tiffany--see, it's the people who like to garden that I'll weedeat and stuff for, because I want to show off my plants. :)
Speaking of that, dudes, you should see the frangipani in the back yard. I have two, and one of them us puny. I think that's because the other one is freaking massive. Leaves everywhere and it's going to bloom soon (here's hoping it's when Erin's here, 'cause they smell nice). I don't do anything to them, they just grow. They love the rain and the sun. Much like my rain lilies, which are also exploding now that they have good dirt and a lot of rain. My super-duper resistant to everything rose is growing really well (and thank god, cabbage worms don't seem to like it). The xanadu is having a little trouble with the heat, but the hibiscus is thriving. I want some more hibiscus, I think. I can handle one Florida cliche.
Now I'm tired. Yeesh, it's hot.
On my way back from the gym, I was behind a pickup truck carrying some kind of furniture in the back, with two guys sitting on the walls of the truck bed to hold the furniture piece steady. Couldn't figure out what the thing was until one of the guys started playing it as they drove down the road. Yup, piano. I resisted the urge to lean out and yell, "PLAY 'PIANO MAN!'"
Okay. I'm gonna read Entertainment Weekly for a little while, then try and clean up a bit.
