Let's Mix It Up (Trump! You're Fired!)

Have we all seen this? Heard this? 
I just deleted about ten paragraphs (lucky you!) about current events. When I found myself discussing the possibility of strokes or heart attacks happening to someone while throwing ketchup at the wall, I stopped. 

And now I really don't know what to talk about. It's just been a regular day. When I woke up I did not feel good at all and asked Mr. Moon if he'd get me some covid tests in town when he went in to work out. I mean- I was with Jessie and August and Levon (who are all feeling fine now) on Sunday. But as the day has progressed I've felt better and better and got some more weeding done, trying to clear out the area where I'll plant my green beans. 

Here is something that gave me great pleasure today. Which gives me great pleasure most days. And that may be silly, but it's true. 

Folding laundry on the table my husband made just for that purpose and custom made to fit in our laundry room. Especially in the earlier part of the day when the sun streams in through that window and I have a little moment with my plants there. I am so hoping that the orchid shoots that are coming out will actually bloom. I give them silent encouragement many times a day. 

Here are the bags that Mr. Moon has planted the potatoes in. 

For whatever reason, he is quite excited about the garden this spring. He even went to a tomato growing class at a local nursery last weekend. I am glad for this. We need to spread out the compost he got and then he plans to get pine needles to use as mulch which is what they recommended at the class he went to. Yes, I know that pine needles can alter the acidity of the soil but the guy who taught the class said it's not enough to affect the growth of the plants. 

I've got a lovely chicken in the oven, salad greens picked and washed, and I will soon put potatoes on to boil. The chicken is in my biggest cast iron skilled, resting on a layer of cut up carrots, onions, and garlic. I should have brought in some of these to roast too but I did not. 

I am becoming very fond of turnips, either diced and cooked with a variety of greens, including their own, raw and thinly sliced in salads, or stir-fried, as I cooked them last night. 

Back to Trump- the article above stated that if he pays the $350 million dollars the court has ordered him to pay and the $83 million he was also court-ordered to pay E. Jean Carroll, it will wipe out all of his cash, stocks and bonds. 

Of course he'll contest all of this but every time he goes back to court, his legal bills increase and I can only imagine that they are astronomical at this point. I have to wonder how many attorneys would take on that sort of client, knowing that funds may be limited and also, that the man is guilty as fuck. 

All right. 
Well. 

Happy Friday, y'all. 

Love...Ms. Moon