i love public radio. so much that the water i was boiling for mac-n-cheese just boiled to nothingness. i guess that's better than overflowing all over the stove, then i'd have to clean it. today they're talking about community gardening and it makes me want to go get a plot out at the park. but i know that i won't; it's so much work! i'm trying to get herbs to grow in the sunporch and even that is a chore. i tried last year to grow herbs in the good ol' soil and the dog trampled them. between the dog and the trees, there's no way we're growing anything except dirt in our yard.
it's not like i don't want to walk out to my back yard and pluck some lettuce and carrots and onions and mix them in a nice salad, or to have fresh salsa without going to the store. but who has time for that? i guess some women do, like miss galadriel. this is a formal request for galadriel to post some pictures of her garden so we can all "ooh" and "ahh" over them and be jealous.
i have to go repent for coveting her vegetables.
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I'll do just that because it is a nice garden and I do fancy myself as quite an awesome person for having done nothing but put various seeds in mounds of dirt and add a little water and a whole bunch of pleading. The stuff is growing like crazy fire.
we grow weeds.
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