Saturday, July 07, 2007
My blogging days will be over ...
... or severely curtailed if I ever have to get a real job rather than get paid to sit at a computer all day.
"Summer vacation" update, yesterday:
Hauled in another 1,000 pounds of topsoil; applied 400 pounds of it to a freshly hand-weeded then hand-tilled sideyard flower bed; then planted a dozen periwinkles; then applied 10 bags of cocoa-brown mulch.
The variaged vinca major -- green leaves with pale yellow around the edges -- really does look nice against the brown mulch, with the native-stone house as a backdrop.
Goldarn it! I am not going to want to sell this place when I get it up to snuff!
Also applied another 250 pounds of soil to the front yard, fertilized it and then I spilled some more of my seed upon the ground. I do not have high hopes. This is a gamble to see if I can avoid paying a turf specialist several hundred dollars.
Found out that last winter, the vacuum-valve thing to the lawn sprinkler system froze and busted. First time I turnedd on the sprinkler was this week, and only because I had just spilled my seed upon the ground and needed to water it in. They're coming to fix it Monday morning; it takes more plumbing than I'm capable of.
Today:
Mow the yard.
Take down a fence I built around my vegetable garden to keep Bailey and Riker out of it (sniff, sniff: building that fence from scratch, with short T-posts and a kind of hogwire mesh and baling wire was an early proud accomplishment several years ago; I even made the gate, actually a gap for those who know the difference and some of y'all do, from scratch, using plastic dowels to make a frame; and I even put an Oklahoma Farm Bureau Member sign on it for old times sake; sniff, sniff).
Clean the gutters.
Apply some topsoil to another sideyard flower bed, this one in front; then plant some more periwinkles; then apply some mulch.
Plant a dozen begonias I bought yesterday in some containers I've set in the front flowerbed. Theyre the deep red, almost burgundy ones that look like dessert -- all they need is a squirt of Reddy Whip.
Put down mulch in the front flower bed.
Go eat Meskin food with Dr. ER!
Except for a workday lunch of tortilla soup at an El Chico the other day, I haven't had any Tex-Mex since Dr. ER hauled it to Boulder; I've been eating at home most of the time at night and skipping lunch with aid of a happy pill.
Dr. ER says the Meskin food in Boulder is fine and all, but it ain't Tex-Mex.
--ER
"Summer vacation" update, yesterday:
Hauled in another 1,000 pounds of topsoil; applied 400 pounds of it to a freshly hand-weeded then hand-tilled sideyard flower bed; then planted a dozen periwinkles; then applied 10 bags of cocoa-brown mulch.
The variaged vinca major -- green leaves with pale yellow around the edges -- really does look nice against the brown mulch, with the native-stone house as a backdrop.
Goldarn it! I am not going to want to sell this place when I get it up to snuff!
Also applied another 250 pounds of soil to the front yard, fertilized it and then I spilled some more of my seed upon the ground. I do not have high hopes. This is a gamble to see if I can avoid paying a turf specialist several hundred dollars.
Found out that last winter, the vacuum-valve thing to the lawn sprinkler system froze and busted. First time I turnedd on the sprinkler was this week, and only because I had just spilled my seed upon the ground and needed to water it in. They're coming to fix it Monday morning; it takes more plumbing than I'm capable of.
Today:
Mow the yard.
Take down a fence I built around my vegetable garden to keep Bailey and Riker out of it (sniff, sniff: building that fence from scratch, with short T-posts and a kind of hogwire mesh and baling wire was an early proud accomplishment several years ago; I even made the gate, actually a gap for those who know the difference and some of y'all do, from scratch, using plastic dowels to make a frame; and I even put an Oklahoma Farm Bureau Member sign on it for old times sake; sniff, sniff).
Clean the gutters.
Apply some topsoil to another sideyard flower bed, this one in front; then plant some more periwinkles; then apply some mulch.
Plant a dozen begonias I bought yesterday in some containers I've set in the front flowerbed. Theyre the deep red, almost burgundy ones that look like dessert -- all they need is a squirt of Reddy Whip.
Put down mulch in the front flower bed.
Go eat Meskin food with Dr. ER!
Except for a workday lunch of tortilla soup at an El Chico the other day, I haven't had any Tex-Mex since Dr. ER hauled it to Boulder; I've been eating at home most of the time at night and skipping lunch with aid of a happy pill.
Dr. ER says the Meskin food in Boulder is fine and all, but it ain't Tex-Mex.
--ER
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I concur, at the least, with Dr. ER on the mexican food in Boulder. Last time I was there visiting the sis-in-law, we ate at what said-sis called "Boulder's best attempt at Chelino's."
I ordered the obligatory fajitas, which were less than stellar, and reminded me more of a chinese pepper steak dish on dry flour tortillas.
As we left, I observed that in the retail space next door was, yes, a chinese restaurant. I knew I had tasted a water chestnut in one of the two bites I took!
I ordered the obligatory fajitas, which were less than stellar, and reminded me more of a chinese pepper steak dish on dry flour tortillas.
As we left, I observed that in the retail space next door was, yes, a chinese restaurant. I knew I had tasted a water chestnut in one of the two bites I took!
# posted by 
: 11:05 AM
: 11:05 AM
ER,
Whatever it is you do, it already is better than a "real" job, which is something to avoid if it can be helped. I'm envious.
Whatever it is you do, it already is better than a "real" job, which is something to avoid if it can be helped. I'm envious.
Curiously, I was in Colorado last week. The one Mexican meal I had was-yes-fajitas, and while not bad, I'm not sure it was representative of the food in that state. It gave me horrible gas for three days.
All the food I ate in Crested Butte and Ouray was great, though. I like the fact that the Fourth in Colorado seems to mean Fire Department water hose battles!
Growing up in Pendleton, Oregon, where half the town catches on fire every Fourth, I thought this wasn't a bad idea.
All the food I ate in Crested Butte and Ouray was great, though. I like the fact that the Fourth in Colorado seems to mean Fire Department water hose battles!
Growing up in Pendleton, Oregon, where half the town catches on fire every Fourth, I thought this wasn't a bad idea.
SBM: Dr. ER says, "Was it Efrain's?"
Marshall: I am as out of shape as I am because I'm a desk jockey (editor and reporter but mostly editor nowadays). If I could make the same amount of money doing manual labor, I think I'd do it just to get in shape. I've lost weight this week! :-)
Marshall: I am as out of shape as I am because I'm a desk jockey (editor and reporter but mostly editor nowadays). If I could make the same amount of money doing manual labor, I think I'd do it just to get in shape. I've lost weight this week! :-)
The only good Mex eats in Colorado is in the Barrios. Anglos is Denver area won't eat there. Denver has a long time anti-Mexican bias going for it. Even so the food is bland compared to the Tex Mex. Strangely, you cross that border into New Mexico they make dishes that will burn the tounge off of anyone raise on TexMex.
I have always said that was New Mexico's way of keeping Coloradans from visiting.
I have always said that was New Mexico's way of keeping Coloradans from visiting.
The food was so remarkable that I actually can't remember the name. I think Refrain would have been an appropriate...
# posted by : 7:19 PM
: 7:19 PM
For the record: I did not take down the fence; I hadn't thought about how hard it is to pull fence posts up. And I didn't put mulch down in the main front flowerbed.
But I did the rest. Then I pooped plumb out. Showered. And sat in my recliner as Dr. ER piddled with some things.
Then we went to do so errands. Oh, and I picked up some limes and some tequila and some mixer. And I have had a cigar with the dogs on teh back patio and have had a few tall maragaritas.
Now, we are fixing to go to Chelino's.
Re, "Strangely, you cross that border into New Mexico they make dishes that will burn the tounge off of anyone raise on TexMex."
Yep. I like to scalded my dang tongue off with some enchiladas buried in green chile in Santa Fe a couple of years ago!
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But I did the rest. Then I pooped plumb out. Showered. And sat in my recliner as Dr. ER piddled with some things.
Then we went to do so errands. Oh, and I picked up some limes and some tequila and some mixer. And I have had a cigar with the dogs on teh back patio and have had a few tall maragaritas.
Now, we are fixing to go to Chelino's.
Re, "Strangely, you cross that border into New Mexico they make dishes that will burn the tounge off of anyone raise on TexMex."
Yep. I like to scalded my dang tongue off with some enchiladas buried in green chile in Santa Fe a couple of years ago!
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