It Was a Perfect Tuesday all around

I usually really, really like Tuesdays for the obvious reasons. One- I have the day off from work. Two- I spend it out in service. Three- It's not Monday or Wednesday. Haha. Today was especially nice. The group for service was nice and diverse, for a change. I didn't get a chance to work with Toby's sister from Pa, but I did get to go with Debbie on her study with Vivian.

It was such a nice and relaxing morning on the study. She actually made us green tea with fresh mint leaves. So good. I traded her some of my Good Earth Sweet and Spicy Red Tea for some herbs that I hope to not let die in the next few weeks. After the study she dug up some fresh mint and Mexican cilantro.

I really enjoy going on people's studies because it gives you further opportunities to learn about the human race. People are so different. It' nice to see things out of other people's key holes, if you know what I mean. This lady lives on a nice size of property behind our Kingdom Hall. The land is extremely flat and marshy. I was curious why Debbie wanted me to turn her side mirrors of her car in as we exited the car. "If you don't turn them in, the birds spend all morning looking at themselves in the mirror, and they just poop all over my car." "Oh, really? I never thought about that." The turning in of the mirrors didn't help. About 15 minutes into our study, Debbie sighs and points out that a blue bird was perched on her mirror as it was turned in. He left her a nice present down the side of her car.

Thirty minutes into the study, we were visited by a sandhill crane at Vivian's back door. He steadily pecked at her french doors until she excused herself to feed him some bread. Talk about a bunch of naughty, spoiled birds. NO wonder I don't like birds very much.

I was able to go to Miriam in the afternoon. It is so nice to sit with someone on a study and learn so much about them. She has lived such a full life. I always loved listening to her stories about Canada, the farm, having children and all the other fun stuff in life. I will miss her if she moves to Arkansas, but I am sure we'll keep in touch.

I finished the evening off with tacos and homemade mojitos, thanks to the fresh mint. I really hope tomorrow will be as much fun as today. I doubt it.

Roses and Orange Blossoms Make Pollen Sort of Worth It, Kinda......

So spring carries on. The allergies are in full effect. My nose feels like falling off every single morning. Hand me the Benadryl, stat. The more I rake in my yard, the more the leaves fall. I feel like I am engaging in what Judith Bissey calls "an exercise of futility." I could spend hours and hours complaining about all the allergy related things about spring. But that would take away from all the wonderful things that are too numerous.

The first thing that I love about this season is the intensity that everything bloomed. That probably explains why there is such an abundance of pollen. The color of the azaleas pops like an Andy Warhol painting, something I haven't seen in a long time. As I drove in service this afternoon, I saw the most beautiful patch of wisteria on a fence. It was the most lovely shade of purple.

The smells of spring are the best. I've discovered that my small puny tea rose bush has a talent that I never noticed before. I've never thought much about this unkempt bush of thorns. The thorns are rough, and it is tucked in a corner in my yard. It has produced buds and small roses for the last two years. They usually died before I could every enjoy or pick them. This year the bush produce 2 or 3 roses at a single time. I picked one the smell it and the odor almost floored me in a good way. The rose smelled like a sweet glass of cabernet savignon. This sad, bent over flower with leaves that folded in seemed less like a loser to me. I've already picked 4 flowers this week. I am going out to the edge of the yard everyday just to see if there are any more of my wine roses:)

Spring is here again

So we've wrapped up what has been considered one of the coldest winters in central Florida. Brrrrrrrr. Yes, it's nothing compared to what all my friends up north dealt with, but we've experienced one cold snap that didn't last for 3 weeks. The sleet and snow flurries were quite a treat. I really loved making the sleet man that lasted for almost two days on my patio.

I am so ready to dig my hands into the soil and really garden this year. Marigolds will go around the mailbox in the front. The front yard was a tad too sunny for the impatiens and they all melted away in the heat and cold last year. R.I.P., dear impatiens. You succumbed to my wrath of bad gardenership.

I am sad to say that I think my Ipod has bid adieu. I dropped it one too many times in the yard and it will not stay charged. I will have to work in the yard to the sound of the many song birds in my natural aviary.

I spotted two large nests in the tree on the west side of my yard. Perhaps it's the owls. Ah, the pair of owls are allowed to stay around, as long as they pay a blind eye to stray kittens in the woods as food.

Work has been strangely so busy. It is nice to have an extra set of hands. I have to remind myself constantly that my work at the vet's office is my avocation, not my vocation. I have to constantly remind myself to do my work and not be too involved in all the drama. It can be so hard to have the right attitude.

I have also decided to start taking Omega 3 Fatty acids and vitamins on a regular basis. Vitamins are a hard thing for me to keep up with. I cannot stand the taste of them. I always get a giggle from people when I tell them I must eat chewable. I am such a wimp about pills.

Nemesis

'Neath an avalanche - soft as moss
I'm a creeping and intangible sense of loss
I'm the memory you can't get out your head
If I leave you now
You'll wish you were somewhere else instead

I'm the manta ray - I'm the louse
I am a photograph they found in your burned out house
I'm the sound of money washing down the drain
I am the pack of lies baby that keeps you sane

Gates of Heaven are open wide
God help me baby I'm trapped inside
Feel like I'm buried alive

I'm the bottom line - of the joke
I am ecstasy - spilling like bright egg yolk
I'm the thoughts you're too ashamed to ever share
And I am the smell of it - you're trying to wash out of you hair

Gates of Heaven are open wide
God help me baby I'm lost inside
Feel like I'm buried alive


Possibilities limitless
Just give me something that's more than this
One shot and I'll never miss
yes

I'm the babe that sleeps through the blitz
I am a sudden and quite unexpected twist
I am your one true love who sleeps with someone else
I am your nemesis

Baby I'm life sweet life itself