Clean Fingernails?
I’ve been mostly just doing a lot of the same lately, mostly working outside in the garden areas. I started building the raised beds for next year, which means basically I’m building concrete block walls around the current beds. The nice thing is that these blocks aren’t the typical gray cinder blocks, but coloured architectural blocks instead. They are, of course, massively heavy, ouch… so sore.
My Louise Odier rose is about to burst into blooms, it has about eight buds about to open right now, whee!
My potted herbs are growing a bit too well for my financial ability to keep them in appropriately sized pots, lol. I’ve been slowly succesively repotting them… whenever I get a new plant, etc, I buy a big pot and repot the larger plants. Of course I’ve sort of reached a point where the mint plants need very expensive and very large pots and that just won’t be happening. I can’t be buying $10 pots (ordinary clay) for all of the mints… especially knowing that they’ll soon outgrow those too. I guess I’ll just either build a raised bed to put them in, and also help contain them, otherwise maybe whiskey barrels, the halved ones, which are $15 each would be a good solution. I made a dumbass mistake when I potted up the original ones by filling part of the pot with rocks… so the roots are growing around the rocks and out through the holes in the bottoms of the pots. I’ve taken care of that and bought them a little more time, lol, but I’ll need to buy a ton of larger pots soon if I don’t put them into the ground (in raised beds).
I went up to Harrisburg Thursday night to see Patrick and also offend my sense of sound by going with him to karaoke. There’s really not all that much more to write about in regards to that I guess, heh. He got me a black five gallon bucket from work for my garden, hehe. Oh well, it gave me some time of having clean fingernails.
I suppose sometime tomorrow I’ll be picking Jon up, he’ll be here for at least two days while we attempt to replace the hard drive in his iBook. I’m still feeling really mixed about the whole thing, so hmmmm…I just don’t know.
Andrew randomly showed up at my house Friday, granted I sort of assumed he would because he asked what the ‘house drink’ was going to be that night. The odd thing was I was just sitting there and my phone beeped with text message saying to “answer the door” …haha.