Frank Costanza rules!
And a while back Gary asked me to rescue this succulent bowl. He thought he'd over watered.
Mainly I didn't water and I did prune a bit, and you see new life here and there. I accidentally knocked off a couple of leaves and just inserted them into the soil, where they're now rooting. I love how obliging, if slow, succulents are.
This time I'm not putting them outside in summer. Last time I did, in less than a day, squirrels reduced my whole collection to shreds, not even big enough pieces to plant. These are going to be indoor plants.
The ecard finally landed, and was appreciated. It took a series of texts to get there. No, I didn't know the exact URL of origin, no I can't resend from my own email, check spam, check both emails. Never mind I'll resend. It arrived in no time and went over well. I usually make him a card, and that would have been faster. But he liked it a lot.
Our water is tasting more like water today, and the barrage of information has slowed down. I wonder if we'll ever know what it was about.
To restore my faith in the water company, this arrived by email, text and voicemail
This explains why different people tasted different flavors -- I coal oil, another woman turpentine, Handsome Son rubber! All getting different perceptions of the parts per TRILLION.
Happy day everyone, don't bloom where you're planted -- move to where you want to bloom!
Lunch Monday, which I finally realized was not in fact Tuesday, my days tend to blur, was fish cream soup with the last of the orzo tuna bake added in. It's the fish motif. That and a handful of chopped parsley work fine.
There's also rice pudding made on top of the stove, with evap, creamy and very good.
Followed by The Bishop's Wife, wonderful old black and white movie with great old movie stars.
And the current granny square, which I've decided to make very large, big enough for the centerpiece around which I'll attach the smaller ones. I think it's more interesting than the usual tiled effect.
