Tuesday, June 26, 2012

And I Quoth

Valley Land Alliance posts a weekly quote about farming on their website. I've decided to rip off the ones I like and make them appear on here from time to time.


“The farmer has to be an optimist or he wouldn't still be a farmer.”
- Will Rogers

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Sauceless BBQ?

Last night at the Merced County Fair I ordered a BBQ pork sandwich. They handed me a roll with dry, sliced pork on it and pointed to a table with BBQ sauce. I pumped sauce, but it was the strangest BBQ I ever ate.


Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Life is Like a Semi

The question I know you're all thinking, "how's your summer going?" My reply would probably be something along the lines of, " You mean besides working on Tuesday, taking a 24 hour trip to SLO for graduation on Saturday/Sunday, getting slightly fried at that four hour fiasco, or grating my knuckle good enough Mom ordered me to not bend my finger for the last week? It's been completely restful and rejuvenating. How's yours?"

The real answer, life's been crazy as usual and I'm beginning to realize my wishful thinking of things slowing down is an illusion. Yesterday was the first Tuesday since my summer ambitions blog where I've been home. In fact it might be one of two in June because next week is, THE DENTIST! (Something I'm not necessarily looking forward to.)

Yesterday however, was fantastic. My plan had been to mow and water. May I just say the lawn really, really, really needed to be mowed. I'd missed a week when I went to Santa Cruz, and then I came back had to work and sliced my finger so the grass had been allowed to grow unchecked for about two weeks! It was ridiculous. Please pause here for a moment gentle reader and recognize, I don't have a lot of pet peeves, but unmowed lawn is one of them. Drives me NUTS.

Anyway mowing, yes that was my plan, only come to find out one of my Dad's guys had taken it upon himself to mow and weed eat around the house! (May I just say, Zeke is a yard wizard. I must learn). And Aunt Judy watered. So I had the morning to do other stuff like bake cookies and start going through paper's in my room. I know, I know, amazing right.

A moment of summer going as planned.

Alright, alright, I know what you really want is pictures of my apparently nice looking yard. Fine, I'll post them on here, right after I take them. Just a sec.................(Leila stop counting, it's a figure of speech).


So clearly I figured the drip tape out. Well mostly, the pressure reducer leaks a little so it;s not on there quite right, but otherwise it works beautifully. The flower's in front of the roses are flourishing.

I have come to discover that where I'm getting ok at not killing plants in the ground, when it comes to potted plants I'm rather inept. They do well for a while and then it's like spontaneous combustion, they just die. Thankfully Aunt Judy is quite good at keeping them alive and it's thanks to her the front looks so good. (See top photo for proof).

Anyway, that's my update.


Conclusion, I need to find moments to balance out the craziness. I can't suddenly halt a fast moving semi going downhill and life's not just going to stop because I want a break.

Looks like it's time for me to head out. Here's to another day.

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Quote for Thought

I wrote this quote on a scrap of paper. Something about it (and possibly my state of mind at the time) grabbed my attention. I found it while cleaning and figured if I put it on here I could trash the scrap. So, here it is.

"It was fighting. Real fighting, bloody, dreadful fighting. This was  not a song, not a poem; it was blood and shit and shrieking men and screaming horses." p 330 Shadowheart by Tad Williams

And for the record, typing without your pointer really throws things, I'm consistently one letter off. Darn that cheese grater!

Friday, June 1, 2012

Summer Time

It's SUMMER! And I don't just mean because we're now in the upper 90's. No, it's summer because it's June and according to Nicole's calendar, June is summer.

I realized today I sort the seasons by month, no matter what the calendar says. According to my brain:

June-Early August is Summer. 
Late August-September is Indian Summer. 
October-midish November is fall. 
End of November-February is winter. 
And March-May is spring.

Why do you care, you probably don't, it was just a random thought I decided to share.

Why is it being summer note worthy? Because summer means swimming, BBQ's, late sunsets and baseball. Summer is heat, sweat and misery. Summer is smores, ice cream and air conditioning. How could you not be excited?!?

I'm stoked! Although that might not last long if I don't get to go swimming soon. But for now I'll enjoy it.