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5 Things + A Bonus Pic

Boy, what a busy weekend. Everyone's at school and work, so I can finally breathe deep, pick my nose, and not have to be in charge for a few hours, WHEW. Here's some stuff making me happy.

1. My strawberry tree came from these plans, and has over 50 strawberry plants (plus 4 thymes, 2 curry plants, and a rue to deter the bunnies) in it. 20 of the plants are bare roots I've planted so I have continual berries to nom.

I had to put it on black plastic and flagstone so the Bermuda didn't invade. The bunnies were going to town on my original strawberry bed, and I'm tired of the nightly bloodshed with my evil black cat, so this was our solution.

NOTE: I would have slanted the laterals more, personally, but since I wasn't wielding the drill, I didn't get that, now did I? But if you make them, angle them more steeply, it'll help the roots in the end, I think. ALSO: I slipped a plastic pot over the center post so there wasn't a ton of wasted space for dirt in the middle. It took 2.5 20 pound bags of soil to fill this with the plants, for the record.

2. The Pugilistic Teacher that was giving us so much grief last week did not reply to me, but there was a board meeting and she is no longer allowed to humiliate students. (I mean, it took a BOARD MEETING? Sheesh.) She also is "out" this week, I'm guessing someone needed a breather? IDK. I also DC. (Don't care.) :) To her credit, she hasn't treated my son worse as our communications deteriorated, as I half expected, so. Four more weeks, four more weeks...

3. In case you ever caught a unicorn and wanted to butcher it for wintertime eatings (who wouldn't, am I right?) here's is a handy butcher chart for your unicorms locations of hopes, dreams, giggles, and superglue.

4. Through the joys of twitter I have discovered a website that cracks me up to no end. TO NO END. It is endless, like a line. (Unlike a segment, which has two ends. Like your mom.) Where did that double-butt mom insult come from? So go here and laugh your head off. Rosa DeLauro is a F*Cking Hipster. LOL. Also, if you followed me on twitter, you would have heard about me watching ladybugs have sex yesterday. THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE MISSING.

Other Twitters that make me very happy: Joel McHale (seriously, I would wreck my marriage for him. Lol.) MacGruber! (He's stuck inside a power shed, and gonna blow up, he's MacGruber!) Mindy Kaling, and Aziz Ansari. Will Arnet has a twitter now, but he - like MacGruber - doesn't post too often. You know what would be great? If Keith Olbermann didn't retweet every asshole that attacks him, because he's about to go off my read list, because GOOD HELL. [I can't help it, guys, I think he's sexy. It's the grey hair and glasses combined with smart-assed confidence, I'm a sucker for it.]

5. We have a new ladybug house in the garden as the aphids have been ROTTEN this year, so we also bought ladybugs. Friday night at dusk (so they won't fly away) we released about 200 of them into the garden. Whee! I had a shirt sleeve of ladybugs for a bit - v v tickly. We already have ladybug larvae nomming up the nasties, which is great. (They look like aligators with red jackets. They apparently are the valets of the bug world.)

Here's this hilarious picture of an inter-species slow dance.

See, in my vision, the dog is wearing a Herbst appliance and has that saliva-slurp whisking-inhale thing. "Sshhhhho, yer mom ssssshaysh that yer into musssshhhhhhic? Me, too. Shhhhhhhk."

I like to imagine that the cat's mom told her to dance with the poor fellow, and that's the last time Fuzzy Bootkins lets her mom chaperone a school dance. Also, it's "Say You, Say Me," by Lionel Ritchie and Fuzzy Bootkins' friends are making redonk make-out faces under the basketball net at her.

Last, The Pacific. SIIIIIIIIIIIGH. Who's with me? I am just... at this point I'm just seeing it through, I have to say. (Put spoilers in your subject header if you talk about this, my Kiwi buddies are a little behind the US air dates.) OH AND KASSIE YOU WON. I stumbled on ep 3 of Treme and didn't hate Steve Zahn or John Goodman. So now I have another gee dee show to watch. *head desk*


Apr. 26th, 2010 09:03 pm (UTC)
Put spoilers in your subject header if you talk about this, my Kiwi buddies are a little behind the US air dates.

Awww, bless you my child!

1. Good thinking with the strawberries.
2. You smote that teacher good. That's a bonus 200 points awarded to you and you get to go up to the next level to fight the new Big Bad.

Joel McHale is alllll mine! Once I get my chloroform and kidnapping plan swinging into action. I too would wreck your marriage in order to get my hands on him.

Your description of the cat/dog apocolypse slow dance is dead on - I personally would rename them Buffy and Spike.
Apr. 26th, 2010 11:24 pm (UTC)
You were exactly who I had in mind, my dear!

YOU MAY NOT SHARE MCHALE WITH ME. I will send you his filthy underclothes, but the rest is all mine. ALL MINE. (Do y'all get Community out there? If not, I WILL AMEND THAT.)
Apr. 27th, 2010 01:11 am (UTC)
You are a dear, dear LJ person, though I will break your fingers in order to get my grubby hands on McHale - Hey you have Farrell, you can't have all the tall comedians!

I am rubbing my nose in his jock strap and rolling my eyes in ecstacy, right this minute!

And noo, we don't have community yet, but we're bound to do so soon, new season line-up swinging it's way soon, so don't you worry. Save your postage money for more celebrity g-strings.


Are You Actually

Reading this? I'm just curious. Because that's really detail-oriented of you. Feel free to stop reading. But you can see that there's more here, so are you going to keep reading? Really? That's pretty dedicated. I'm impressed. No, really. I'm not being sarcastic, why do you get like that? See, this is the problem I have with your mother - yes. YES. I'm going there. It's time we put all of our cards on the table.

I love you, why are you doing this? After all we've been through? You don't have to be like this. You know, still reading. You could be baking a pie. And then sharing it with me.

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