Great photo there, correct?
Well, at least I put up a new header picture. I hated to take the old one down but it's been up there for a long time and we'll be going back to Roseland where I can no doubt get more beautiful Florida pictures.
And dammit, I just love that camellia photo. We all need a camellia photo right about now, do we not?
The photo above is the burn pile where I dumped a bunch of sago palm fronds I'd pruned and some crocosmia I'd pulled and a few camellia branches and some wisteria vine that also came under attack of my big loppers. That's about the sum total of what I did today. I pretty much ruined my day by trying to create an account with the arts and rec center where I take pottery in order to sign up for summer classes. Today was registration day and I wanted and needed to get that taken care of.
Here's a shameful confession: Jessie has signed me up for every session since I started taking classes well over a year ago. She's also ordered all my clay. She makes things too easy for me sometimes.
But today she wasn't going to sign herself up because their family will be leaving for North Carolina here before you know it and so she won't be here until next fall's session begins. And besides that, she worked last night and so was asleep today when registration opened at 12:00.
She sent me the link to sign up and I tried like hell to create an account but due to several factors including the fact that I technically do not live in Leon County where the classes are held and also due to Old Lady Tech User Error I just could not get it done.
Finally, at noon, I simply called the office at the rec center and got it all done in approximately two minutes. I'm pretty sure the woman I talked to knew who I was.
Help me, Jesus.
Which brings to mind a great Ricky Gervais line which goes like this:
"What could be more arrogant than praying to the god who wouldn't stop the holocaust for help to find your car keys?"
If my (and Ricky Gervais's) blaspheme disturbs you, what in hell are you doing here?
And no, I am not in an especially good mood due to my failures on the internet. I swear, I was thinking I'd have to go get August out of school to help me.
So I feel like I haven't done a damn thing and I'm depressed thinking about how no matter what I do in this yard, it never seems like nearly enough, and to be honest, it isn't. But at least the sago palm outside the porch where I sit isn't made up of yellow fronds which are shouting NEGLECT to me anymore. Just a few green ones. I managed not to slit, slice, or puncture my skin today so that's good. Nor did I encounter any weird or dangerous insects. Maurice kept good watch over me at all times from a safe distance. I am sure that if I did something stupid like cut my finger off she would definitely do something like Lassie always did when Timmy got into trouble on the old farm there.
"Lassie, what's going on? Is Timmy in the well?"
Yes. I can just see Maurice strolling over, inspecting me and tasting a drop of blood to see what was coming out of my body and then meandering back into the house in hopes that the treat fairy had visited her bowl while she wasn't looking.
I also managed to clean out the ice bin on the in the door ice maker dispenser which had been clogged up by partially melted ice for weeks, thus making the dispenser part useless.
The hair dryer was involved. And I feel quite proud.
So, all in all, it wasn't a wasted day. I got some trimming and weeding done, I "fixed" the ice maker, and I managed to get signed up for pottery.
Mr. Moon is home from the coast after meeting up with Dee Anne's kids and one grandkid to scatter Dee's ashes in the Gulf. One of the children was actually Dee Ann's stepdaughter and she gave Glen a few pictures that Dee had from the olden days of our kids at beaches at various vacations. Here's one picture I took of a picture.
I have absolutely no memory of Lily and Jessie having matching outfits but there's proof they did. Perhaps that's when Dee Ann's stepdaughter got married and they were in the wedding. That event was at the beach. I believe that must have been it.
And I am happy to report that Kim is still married to the same fellow. He was there today too.
Mr. Moon's home and I better go make some supper. I have plenty of leftover snow peas and tofu but although he would eat that and even thank me for it, I think he'd rather have chili.
Off I go.
Love...Ms. Moon
Do not let your inability to master the online registration process diminish you. I swear to god (he of the lost car keys!) that the people that design these programs have absolutely no idea what they are doing or who their target audience is. They look for fancy code, nice looking screens (in their minds) with no thought of the functionality of the end product. Yes, this is a major bugbear of mine!! Himself used to work in a bank designing products for tellers and he would always go and talk to the end user to find out what THEY wanted and it was usually nothing like the original design. What a surprise.
ReplyDeleteThe new header picture is beautiful...but....but....I truly miss the old one. It always brought a sense of comfort and familiarity. I'm an old stick in the mud I know. I'll learn to accept the new one. We must move forward, so they say, and I've never done a very good job with that.
ReplyDeleteI've heard that saying, ""What could be more arrogant than praying to the god who wouldn't stop the holocaust for help to find your car keys?" in the Unitarian Church. Another saying there is...the only time you'll hear a minister say 'Jesus Christ' here is when he stubs his foot going up to the pulpit. You have an appreciative audience here, Mary!
Yes, you've nailed it with Maurice...The Cat Way. LOL!
Paranormal John
Personally, I do not want to have a dozen (or more) online accounts. Each with a log-in and password that must meet specific requirements. Plus, when you only order every 6+ months, there is the security checking which takes more time. God forbid should I forget my password, then another round of registering and security checking. Phoning in is easy and often quicker.
ReplyDeleteSago Frond cutting seems non-stop.
My burn pile got bigger today too. My outer garden is a white long needle pine tree woodland with native ferns growing among the trees as well as, various mushrooms, ferns and swarths of moss. Whatever grows here is natural. That said, I like to keep the woodlands walkable and when tree branches fall, they are added to the burn pile.
You are so right, there is always something to do in the garden.
The photo of Jessie and Lily is beautiful. I love their outfits too.
Your new header photo is just gorgeous! Clearly you've mastered the camera on your new phone!
ReplyDeleteI love that new header photo. Your new phone seems to take excellent photos.
ReplyDeleteI hate it when the internet gets the best of me, but it happens and I feel like an old fool when it does. That being said, my husband who is a tech expert also has problems sometimes, so maybe it's the internet:)
I'm glad there were no fire ants or disgustingly large grasshoppers for you, or us, today. I will be quiet about any and all bugs I come across in my yard, nothing compares to Florida.
That photo of your girls is beautiful and it reminds me of your grandchildren too.
I've never heard that quote from Ricky Gervais but I agree with it, and it also makes me wonder why. If there is a god, wouldn't she stop us from killing each other?
You should enter that photograph in a show. It’s stunning! You may need to open another account somewhere but it might be fun. I know, i know, fucking passwords! I go through the same thing. You are not the only one. Really, that’s a gorgeous picture and should be shared, (In my humble opinion.)
ReplyDeleteI thought I had coined the original phrase when saying I have an analog brain in a digital world, but the young man who cleaned my gutters last week said nearly the same thing. This week I completed.one of the ten thousand things I have on my list of things to do before I die so my children won't mutter vile things about me. That was to type up a list of all my usernames, passwords, and PINS so they will know what to cancel or notify. TWENTY=SEVEN of those little suckers. And this is for a woman who doesn't even shop online!
ReplyDeleteCase in point, I just accidentally locked myself out of the portal of my doctor's office so now I can't access any communications from there. When typing up the list, I found I have 3 websites for that office, because they have changed affiliations so many times. Grrrr!!
Since I live inside city limits, I can't burn lawn debris so my efforts to clean up my gardens has resulted in 6 big paper lawn bags to take to the curb next week. Pickup curbside is every other week, so I am way behind. Limit is 7 bags each time, so by July I will probably have filled up my parking space in my carport with aging lawn bags.
God … well … I think God, like any Momma, cherishes our smallest humble requests, even when God, also like a human Momma, can’t always protect us from the big things. When we have children we give away our hearts, and, I think, so does God. We’re no longer all-powerful or impervious. Here’s this small creation with the power to utterly undo us …. God can’t be all-powerful; total power is a macho human fantasy. It’s not real, and if it is real, it’s evil.
ReplyDeleteI’m not trying to to make you believe anything (I’m not sure I believe anything myself) so much as to say … you are God. Mommas are God. If there’s another, bigger God, she’s just learning her job, slowly, imperfectly, from you.
Just my whimsey — I do love your blogs. —Jenn (Elf)