Memorial Day BP

• I managed to forget about all the stress that is work for 3 days. I was going to "log in" tonight and see what was going on...and I made myself not do it. Tomorrow will be here soon enough!
• I have really come a long way in the last 2+ years. I've learned ALOT. I know myself so much better than I did 2 years ago.
• I'm happy. Very happy.
• But I'm still not ready for a relationship. For many reasons. I'm still enjoying being on my own so much. Not having to answer to anyone. And, just not ready to go there.
  
• Yet.
• My nephew was here for alot of the weekend. We had fun. He's a great person. We get each other.
  
• My garden is planted.
  
• If anyone has any ideas for building cheap/makeshift trellises for cucumbers and squash, let me know
• I the almost 8 years that the Shrub has been our Commander-In-Chief, this past weekend was the first time I ever heard him say something I agreed with. He encouraged every American to place a flag on a veterans grave for memorial day. Wow. I did not have an opportunity to get a flag this weekend. But I will. And I will find someone to honor.
  
• Because it makes me very sad to read in the news today that a Marine RESERVE unit is being deployed to Iraq for the 3rd time. And that most of the current members are going for the first time. 18 - 22 year olds. Kids.
  
• They will patrol the streets. Those are the ones that get killed the most. Security.
  
• The RESERVES are only supposed to get called up as kinda a last resort.
• Back to the garden.
• I had to drive to Portsmouth this afternoon to return the nephew.
  
• We all went out to lunch in Portsmouth.
  
• Avocado on a burger is yummy.
• I thought about going to the beach. But it was really windy today.
• And there was all the traffic.
• So I came home. And grabbed Rusty and headed out to finish planting the garden.
• When I was apartment hunting 2+ years ago, I knew when I saw the yard, and the vegetable garden area, that this was the place.
• My first year here, I planted lots of stuff.
• I was going through a really hard time and I didn't have the energy to really devote to maintaining the garden once I had planted it, but I dabbled here and there.
• Last year I never got around to planting it.
  
• Last summer I instead spent alot of time at the beach and did ALOT of healing and pretty much shunned anything that required my time and energy. It was good!
• But I did miss the garden.
• Last weekend I got a jump on it and went out and bought all my plants.
  
• Saturday I got the plot turned over.
  
• Sunday I planted tomatoes and peppers.
  
• Tonight I spent about 2 hours out there. Hands, feet, legs, arms in the dirt.
  
• It was amazing. I just felt the exchange of energy between me, and the plants and the dirt. I welcomed the plants and talked to them. Thanked them for gracing my garden. Promised to nourish them and tend to them and harvest their gifts.
  
• See - there is more to me than the Sox!
• The Sox are playing a late game. In Seattle.
• Soon I will retire to my rather unkempt bedroom and fall asleep to the voices of Don and Jerry, and the crack of the bats.
  
• I did put away a ton of clothes today. Clothes I can't really fit into at the moment. Clothes I am really sick of.
• I need a major shopping spree
• Instead, I will go back to the gym tomorrow. And set the alarm clock for 6 so I can get a 30 minute walk in before work.
  
• I'm thinking the 30 minute walk every morning, plus 2 full body Nautilus circuits at the gym every week, plus evening power walks as the weather allow should help with the losing weight thing.
• I hope everyone had a great long weekend.
• I hope a year or so from now that I no longer live in the city.
• Don't get me wrong. I do love my apartment. The positives FAR outweigh the negatives.
  
• Sometimes the negatives though...like the tenement that burned in April? Still sitting there uninhabited and boarded up.
• And then there is the crazy guy with the Don King hair that lives in the 1st floor apartment on the corner. His car looks like someone takes a baseball bat to it every other day. He is a maniac. I saw him actually slug a woman a couple of weeks ago. I'm talking total right hook.
• And I bet none of you went out last evening to take your dog for a walk around the block and came back to find a young Latino girl in handcuffs, 2 cruisers, and lots of people milling around. I think it was an immigration issue. But still.
  
• I'm not a city girl.
• But for now, it's good. And so am I!