May
10, 2003
i
couldn't resist it - i had to try out the purity test i
found in black
orchid's journal. (Results below) According to
my results i'm a lot purer that she is *smirk*.
Maybe i should as for de-purification lessons.
Life carries on. The car doesn't however. It
has gone back to the garage whereupon the mechanics can
find nothing wrong. It starts for them. It
doesn't for us. They've decided to leave it in the
garage for the weekend and see what Monday morning
brings. Makes life difficult when you want to get
gardening supplies however. Or go out to a restaurant with
friends.
There was a time when no car was available, but now it
seems our life revolves around one. Even Himself
admitted that getting groceries is more chore-like without
it. It's just so much easier to go once in the week,
stock up and drive it all home! We are lucky we live
only a five minute walk from the store though. And
when we went yesterday, i particularly enjoyed the
companionable-ness of it all. Not to mention the
much needed exercise.
i think we are going to make a few changes in the back
yard, now that the neighbours are leaving. No more
blue tarp hanging on the dividing fence. Yay! i'd
like to keep the trellis that we put to try to hide it
however, and then have lots of vine-like greenery covering
it. Usually Himself plants these giant beans but
they take forever to grow - the summer's nearly over
before the full covered-fence effect is obtained.
i'd like to see all of the fence covered in greenery -
it's chain link and older, and i think the contrast of
thick green with only bits of the metal showing through
would be a great look. Even the gate is
appropriately weathered.
We may be getting rid of the remaining patch of grass as
well. With the yard being no bigger than a pocket,
pulling out the lawnmower takes longer than doing the
actual mowing. We are discussing replacing it with
some nice river stone or some such look - leveled and then
a few comfy outdoor chairs placed on top. i think it
is a great idea!
And i've also asked Him for a mother's day gift this
year. (i ignored His ".. but you are not My
mother..." comment) i asked nicely - i'd been
hoping to go to a concert - but time constraints,
car-less-ness, and Himself's lack of enthusiasm for this
particular concert made me reconsider. i think He
was a bit surprised by the whole thing, especially when He
didn't get the "i want new earrings" request
that He was expecting.
i want my own rose bush.
i've always had some sort of special flower growing
outside my home, since i left the first husband. He
refused to have flowers - opting for the easier care of
shrubbery. And while the shrubs were nice -
evergreens in the winter do help take away the blahness of
all that white - it reminded me too much of my
childhood. We didn't have flowers then either.
i was grown up and gone before my mother took any interest
in them, preferring the shrubs as well. And my
family did not have a green thumb back then - we lived
near the garage which killed most of the grass - i don't
have memories of lushness - only hard rock and lack of
warmth. Outside the house was a cold feeling as
inside the house.
Flowers make me feel warm. Does that make sense?
my favourites (most of which Himself doesn't like) and in
no particular order, are lilacs, forget me not's, lily of
the valley, gladiolas, tiger lilies (especially
yellow) and roses. i'm pretty sure Himself like the
glads and the tiger lilies, and i'm positive He likes the
roses. i also have a fondness for peonies and
ornamental poppies. In fact the poppies were the one
thing i was adamant about with the first husband -
alongside the first house we bought there was a
magnificent bed of them - tall and glorious - and i
refused to pull them out.
So anyway i've asked for my own special rose. He
asked me where i want it to be planted and that part i'm
not sure of yet, although He's been trying to slowly
convert the front yard into mostly roses, so it would make
sense to have it there. And since i enter the house
from the front every day after work, it would like a
sentry, waiting to greet me. Whimsical
thought.
i did a search for some rose pics, just to get an idea of
what i might like. i'm still not sure of the colour,
but as i was browsing and saving there seemed to be a
pattern emerging.
Apertif
Outrageous
Small Miracle
