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I started growing these hybrid chystanthemum asters the other day, seed sprinked out in one of the planters outside as well as starting some in the typical peat pellet thingees. Some of the ones in the mini greenhouse of the peat pellets have started to germinate already which is a nice sign, hehe.

While at Lowe’s getting those seeds and such I noticed they had summer bulbs, something I didn’t exactly know existed, surprise. I’d wanted to grow tulips, but of course I missed out on that… maybe next year, eh? So I see these cactus Dahlias and immediately want to grow them. They look a bit like the spider Chrysanthemums I’ve become obsessed with so even more points to them.

Today I finally started that process. Considering that I don’t want to put a tremendous amount of money into this little endeavor I didn’t order the tubers that were exactly what I’d wanted because they were, well… costly. I guess it’s the same idea behind buying the cut flowers at walmart… they’re not as nice as the ones from the florist but I get five for the cost of one, heh. Lowes didn’t have any cactus dahlias, only semi-cactus, but I figured that was plenty good, so I bought the white “My Love” and the reddish “Bergers Record” ones and now they’re safely planted in the little (big) pots I also bought. Once the torrential downpour of rain stops I’ll be placing the eight flower pots out on the deck. The deck will provide them with the full sun that they desire along with helping to shield them from the wind once they start to get a bit tall.

Oy, I certainly did spend a lot of money on these damned flowers though, at least the good thing is that everything I purchased will be reusable next year, provided I don’t kill the plants… which is always a possibility. ;) I will probably invest a bit more money in the Dahlias that I really like if this summer’s growing proves to be successful.

While at walmart the other day I noticed they had bundles of Spider Chrysanthemums, five for $3, which I thought to be quite a bargain. Roughly a week later most of them are still going strong, some are a bit wilted, but in general they’re lasting decently. Two of them did totally fall apart when I touched them, lol, and I noticed lastnight one had started to shed petals. Unfortunately I know that walmart has these flowers only for Easter so I started to do a little investigating at the florist.

Here is a comparision photo of the walmart versus florist flowers. It’s pretty obvious which one came from Walmart and which came from the florist, isn’t it? :) In case you’re unclear, it’s the one on the left that cost $1.50 at the florist and the one on the right that cost $0.60 at Walmart. I need to see where the pricebreak occurs at the florist when purchasing in quantity though. I’m hoping that when purchased by the dozen it’s more like $12 instead of the $18 for 12 individually. I’m sort of tempted to start growing them, provided that I’m successful, which is doubtful, lol, it’d be nice.

In totally random and out of the blue Matthew style… Matthew called me lastnight around 21:00, only two weeks after he said he’d call me, lol. He’s apparently become obsessed with Orchids lately, buying them up like crazy and even more so books about growing them. Oddly enough I’ve always wanted to grow them, but as anyone that has been here would tell you, the amount of light in this house is dreadfully low. I’m amazed that I’ve been able to keep my cornplant alive for over a year… …even if two thirds of it has died off by now.

I found so much irony in the conversation I was having with Matthew. Apparently his boyfriend has sort of been skipping out on him in that make plans and break them way, leaving him ’stood up.’ The irony comes in because he’s asking me for advice in regards to courses of action and inaction and that is precisely the situation that Matthew kept leaving me in… when he’d leave me stood up over and over again. I’m over it, I guess I got over it when I met JayPea… and thereafter it was just amusing to have him rather consistently make plans that I doubted he had any intention of actually following through with.

It’s just like the party at Patrick’s at the end of last month. I’d invited him sort of randomly after not talking to him all of the calendar year, and he said he was coming because his boyfriend went out of town without telling him. He then broke the plans to attend because his boyfriend was back and suggested that they go to Baltimore. Sure enough they didn’t go to Baltimore and didn’t actually see each other anyway, so he could have come, heh… I really didn’t care either way, never put much stock into the idea of seeing him, simply because his track record is definitely not one to envy.

Anyway, despite the ultimate in flakey behaviour I still find him quite interesting and really would like to spend time with him on a semi-regular basis, just because, well… he’s so close, the only person I know other than family in this town… not counting people at the grocery store or cigarette shoppe, lol.

The weekend wasn’t all that eventful, in terms of spending time with people at least. Friday I hung out here and then hit up walmart over and over again because of that shirt situation. Saturday ended up being the never ending shopping trip of sorts, heh. I decided not to go to bed since I knew I’d not be seeing Patrick that night because he had plans to go to Philly. So at 7am Saturday morning I took the woman out to get her bloodwork done, decided to pop over to walmart and rectify that shirt situation once and for all. Once there I decided I wanted to go to Gettysburg and see about getting a new Fossil watch, no such luck though. Since we were on route 15 the next logical step was to head down to Leesburg and check that Fossil store, again nothing that interested me that much. The woman did enjoy the trip down there though, heh, even if it was totally unplanned. I found a great Wovo pleather wrapped cocktail shaker for $6 and these awesome red belled martini glasses for $2 each, whee! I also picked up three bud vases, which sort of kickstarted my addiction to spider chrystanthemums… oops.

When I finally got home from that never ending little trip I called Luke and spoke with him for about an hour then finally crashed out totally, heh. Unfortuantely I woke up around 5AM Sunday and once I finally got motivated started a little more shopping… oops again. Crashed out early again Sunday night much to Patrick’s disappointment, heh, just couldn’t find the strength to do anything except sleep.

I sort of forget what I did on Monday actually, errmmm… I did drive up and spend Monday night with Patrick which was quite nice, hehe, he made lemon sorbet and peanut butter cookies! :D

Yesterday I decided to do some hardcore shopping and actually purchase clothing so I drove up to Carlisle, found several great bargains and added some much needed “fitting” clothes to my wardrobe. Since I was most of the way to Patrick’s I gave him a call around noon and told him I’d be stopping by with Lunch, just a little bit of a half-surprise of sorts, he really liked it, and indeed it was nice to do something kind of random like that.

I’ve been totally domestic and boring lately, heh… especially today with cleaning out my closet and chest of drawers, but it is a much needed task, no doubts there.

I’m sort of tottering between size L and size XL for shirts… and it’s proving to be quite an annoyance per example of finally returned shirts from Old Navy the other day.

I’m making a shirt that says “gin and tonic” …just because, well, at the party I was the official gin & tonic maker and it just seems like a neat idea. It’s either a neat idea or I’ve lost a little more of that mysterious thing known as “sense.”

I was just going to pick up a ringer tee at Old Navy, but since I was at Walmart this morning I decided to take a look for the hell of it. I summoned up my strength and ventured into the men’s clothing section hoping that no one would see me, hahaha… I found a rack of Fruit of the Loom ringer tees.. only $4.50 and tagless! Not that the tagless thing really means all that much to me, I’ve never had any sort of tag irritation, heh. I grabbed an XL and went on my way. I got home, after finishing up the rest of my shopping of course, and tried it on as per usual.

It was absolutely huge! I immediately knew that it would be far too large and since I needed to go back to walmart anyway… ugh, I exchanged it for a large. Now, granted, Patrick through text message asked in that sort of declarative way that it would shrink. I, of course, knew that, but didn’t expect it to shrink enough given that it was so incredibly large.

So, right, exchanged for a large… it fits quite nicely, though the size difference was rather vast between large and extra large, oddly. I wash it, try it on again… HAHAH!! It felt like I was putting on a small! Actually, it wasn’t that bad, but it is a bit on the skintight side, which could be a good thing…. someday. Okay, so I know now that the XL will shrink enough to fit right, lol.

Oh the insanity!

All sorts of time and space issues get warped here in this dream… leaving me a bit disturbed, thankfully, in some ways, I was awoke during the middle by my phone beeping.

I’m not sure exactly where I am, but I know I’m staying at a hotel because I was unpacking clothing and random food items in quite an odd sort of place… hence hotel, right?

I hate how my mind sort of just assumes I’ll be able to figure out what the hell is going on once I wake up, presuming of course that I’d remember, but then again maybe if I remembered everything I’d spend less time trying to make sense of it all.

I either ran into Davey somewhere… or rather I certainly did, I just don’t know if it was a planned meeting or not. I’m leaning toward it being more like him picking me up at the airport, but that doesn’t make a whole lot of sense considering details that come later.

We hugged, I kissed him on the cheek… which didn’t make a whole lot of sense either, but I didn’t sense any sort of want to have it any other way. He seemed surprised that I went more with the ‘friend route’ than otherwise. He said something in regards to ‘the spark’ …wondering if it was still there, I kissed him on the cheek again and said something like ‘no, it’s gone.’

Skip to me being in the hotel room, where I was unpacking stuff and suddenly my mum was there… and I look out the window and my dad is driving away in the blue festiva (errrr….?).

I was texting back and forth with Davey, I guess trying to arrange for spending more time with each other, but it never seemed to happen before I woke up… ironic.