Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Grrr. Grrr. Grrr.

My e-mail is still broken. My ISP says it's the phone line. Verizon promised to come Monday but they still haven't shown up and I'm busier than usual and getting to the point where I Just. Don't. Care. I'm nearly ready to publish my phone number. If you want to know what's going on with me, give me a call!

I'm continuing my five-mile-a-day walking and continuing to see the number on the bathroom scale climb. Two more pounds Monday. TWO! I swear to you on my mother's grave that I'm not overeating and that I'm really exerting myself on these walks. I come home drenched in sweat. I take an Aleve morning and night to ward off muscle aches and pains. Remind me again why I'm doing this?

The bright spot in my life these days is my garden. I decided it's never too late to start a compost pile. Mowing the lawn has turned into mowing with a purpose: I raked four wheelbarrows full of grass clippings. As my dad says, cow manure started out as grass clippings, so it's the best "green" to use in a compost pile.

The other bright spot is that in three days I'll be heading south to visit my dad. I can turn this computer off and hope it magically fixes itself while I'm gone. I can take advantage of his high-speed access to look at YouTube videos and live streaming broadcasts and slow-loading flickr accounts. Be still my heart. Heh.

Time to walk … we've had some lovely cool weather lately, but both temperatures and humidity are creeping back up to summertime normals, so the earlier I get out there, the better I'll feel when I'm done.


altopower said...

I hope gardens down your way don't end up with the Blight. It's infected tomato plants in quite a few places here and the only solution is to pull them out of the ground, wrap in plastic, and discard. It stays in the soil so different things need to be planted in that spot in the future.

I want all my friends to have piles of lovely fruits, veggies and gorgeous flowers - I'm glad the garden is a bright spot for you. Hope you have a good visit with your dad.

denise said...

Nothing worse than computer problems...well, ok, there are lots of things worse than that, but not in the moment that you're experiencing them. Hope you get everything fixed up soon.

And, I was thinking, if you get desperate enough to give out your phone number, how fun would it be to hide it in a knitting pattern and give clues to find it... well, ok, fun for us, a pain for the person creating the puzzler. Just a crazy thought that went through my head when I read that!

Enjoy your trip to see your Dad.