The last few months have been a whirlwind of activity and none of it came out the way I thought it would. Life is funny that way I guess.
Let's start with the Lemonade- or so I thought- For months, I have been dying to get my hands in the dirt. I dragged Hamilton out to get cow manure, convinced him to dig pits in my front yard, and we were in the process of making raised garden beds complete with a drip system. I poured over seed catalogs and spent a small fortune on heirloom seeds. The garden was going to be my virtual oasis- a gift to myself- a place to putter and relax and fawn over. Garden dreams...my poor yard is comprised of the shittiest, nothing-grows-but-weeds dirt. It is powdery and reminds me of talc. I am always surprised that it is so crappy. Why? Um- well- because EVERY. SINGLE. YEAR. I haul in soil, and manure, and peat moss, and top soil, and seeds and water the hell out of it- and I grow lovely grass, which lives until about September- and then Pffft- that's it- bye bye grass. I should probably mention that it doesn't seem to matter whether I seed or sod- the results are exactly the same. This was going to be the year that Hamilton was going to take over the grass dilemma. Too bad Hamilton doesn't live here anymore.
LEMONS- Hamilton doesn't live here anymore? What? Wait what? What are you talking about? Hamilton has been there for 8 months!!! Hamilton and Byrdie are pretty happy. They love each other. What happened to Hamilton? Long story short- Hamilton-made a choice. A shitty-not-well-thought-out-choice- and that's all I have to say about that. I will say this- this is a new development, and I don't really know how it will shake out. Maybe he will be back, maybe not-probably not. I am OK. I haven't been crying; I am not particularly angry; it is just the way that it is. Nothing is final- but it may be heading that direction.
LEMONS- I also watched my desktop finally bite the big one. After months and months and months of watching it turn itself off by itself, witnessing the blue screen of death and letting Hamilton restore it to factory settings only to have the EXACT SAME RESULT, it finally croaked. Sooooo- I took it to the Geek Squad- Who has seen my computer about 10 times in 5 years- and the little dude kicked this awesome line my direction- "Ma'am- (Sigh) I don't have parts here to fix this- and so you will need to send this off to HP, and it might just be the power supply which is an easy fix- OR it might be the motherboard- in which case it will cost more to fix than to just buy something new." "Well gee Skippy- maybe you could have said this like the last two times I brought it to you to look at."
LEMONADE- Luckily I backed everything off that desktop and onto an external hard drive about two days before it ate shit- so YAY ME!!! Now, I just have to figure out how to get everything off of the external and onto my new laptop!!! The only thing I really care about frankly is getting my itunes. Any advice will be welcomed. I am expecting it to be an exercise in utter frustration- maybe I will be surprised?
LEMONS- My job is freaking nuts-nothing new there. I have a huge ass project due sometime this week and the Big Boss is supposed to be coming into town to help me work on it. I anticipate by the end of the week I will be a neurotic mess, rocking in the corner and sucking my thumb and ready to hide under my covers for a week or so. I am just going to try and keep my shit together- and hopefully all will work out without a hitch.
LEMONADE- I FOUND MY FREAKING GLASSES!!! This normally wouldn't be terribly newsworthy except for the fact that they have been gone over a week. I clearly remember wearing them to work- and sometime during that day they disappeared. I retraced my steps twice with no luck. I tore up my car-nothin'. Hamilton tore up my car-no dice. Then today- while I was trying to get the groceries out of the car-there they were- they fell off the backseat into my hand- clearly neither one of us did a very good job looking over the car. What a relief!!! I can't see shit with my old lady glasses. Probably God knew I needed them back in order to get through the week.
Life is strange and wonderful and terrible- gonna keep doing it. Peace!!!
