Saturday, July 16, 2011

Just a quickie (and what's wrong with wanting a nice lawn?)

I'm dreading this week.  I've been able to relax a little this weekend, and I'm hoping that the full moon will be gone by Monday.  This past week has been nuts!  Two tail amputations, short staff, new hires, management on vacay, solid bookings...  it's endless.  Two staff on holidays for the next two weeks, plus having to train while we're short.  This is not going to be easy.  So much for free time and the schedule I had planned for Scotia.

I'll still have to make time for my lawn though.  The poor thing.  It's so hot and dry, it's gone brown.  I've finally broken down to do some watering and it's helping a bit.  But apparently I have to stop posting about it on Facebook.  I post my "To Do" lists as statuses - partly so that I'm reminded of what I need to get done since I'm usually surfing anyway.  It's harder to ignore than the Post It on the counter.  It seems that I'm always cutting my lawn according to my Facebook friends.  That's not a bad thing, is it?  Taking pride in your home and the property you own should be good, but I guess I don't need to blab about it all the time.  Found a few sites that were uber-helpful though:  http://www.organiclawncare101.com/, http://www.london.ca/d.aspx?s=/Growing_Naturally/Lawn_Care_Calendar.htm, and http://www.omafra.gov.on.ca/english/crops/facts/08-017.htm#6.  Of course you can always visit the Scotts Lawn Care Site.  I'm a newbie trying to make it survive.  I usually kill plants. (Just ask the poor hanging plant Mer got us a few weeks ago: DEAD.)  Hell, I killed Java Fern.  It's an aquatic plant for crying out loud.  I'm just glad I can grow something in our front yard besides newspapers and doggy-doo.

So I post about my lawn.  I'm glad it's green and not completely covered in weeds.  I'm a little bit proud of the fact that I can grow something and put a bit of effort into it to make it healthy.  The money tree has come back from the brink of death.  Perhaps next year I might even try to grow something that can feed us.  You know...  in my spare time.

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