Been doing a lot of putzing around the yard. I move pots, then move them again, chase the #*&^ bunnies, stake the tomatoes, dead head, water, weed, and I do a lot of staring. I find the lushness mesmerizing, and while the varmints are the bane of my existence; the garden is a boon and such a salve for the soul.
Today I went to have blood drawn. I had walked into a local lab yesterday and by the size of the crowd thought maybe they were giving away Happy Meals. The receptionist mentioned I could make an appointment online and I came home and did so, learning of a drawing station within a mile of our house. This morning, as soon as I sat down, I noticed the box of crayon band aids and asked the phlebotomist if I could have one. She said those are for the crying, screaming babies. When I assured her I could accommodate, she reached for the pack. I got a red one.
- I am a retired English teacher and department head, the mother of three, grand mother of three, and have been married to the same man for 42 years. I subscribe to Dr. PM Forni's concept of Civility. I was born in South Philadelphia and grew up in the 'burbs. I love soft pretzels and cheesesteaks, the Phillies, the Eagles, and San Diego. I love being Mom, Aunt Kathy, Nona Kathy, and Teacher. I spend a lot of time in my gardens in the spring and summer, and in the winter I plan what I'm going to plant. I also am an avid reader and photographer.