Posted on April 24, 2011 - by Ashley Jackson
Happy Easter!
Happy Easter, everyone! My eye is twitching, but other than that, it’s been a fine day. I did some cleaning and then went out on the patio to work on fixing my self-watering plant containers (they got a little busted up in the move). But I needed my purple duct tape and it was gone.
So I drove to Target to buy some more, and also to buy some more drink mix, because it comes in these tubes that are perfect for fixing my self-watering containers. But when I got to Target, it was closed.
I went to Lowe’s instead, ’cause it’s right next door. I found tomato and pepper plants outside. Then I wandered around looking for duct tape. I finally found it and bought a huge roll; I may never buy duct tape again. Then I went outside and spent an hour wandering among the plants.
…I bought a couple.
Did I need to spend $60 on plants? No. But I’ve been wanting some plants for my apartment since I moved in–one of the reasons I love my office at work is that the windowsill is full of plants. Rooms seem more alive when there are plants.
All the plants at the top of the photo–the two anthuriums, the little orchid, the cactus/succulent in terra cotta container, and the spider plant–are from the clearance section. I also got a bromeliad, a wandering Jew, a sweet pepper plant, and two tomato plants–one Big Boy and one that will produce small tomatoes (like the kind I eat for lunch).
When I got back, I set to work fixing one of the self-watering containers. I only had enough drink-mix-tubes to fix one. Heath came outside with me and finally laid down on the patio.
Also, a slug crawled onto my foot.
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Yesterday I went to my brother’s house, where there was food.
Potato salad, broccoli casserole, crescent rolls, and chicken. I only ate half the chicken, but I made up for it by having two crescent rolls.
And there was banana pudding.
Which counts as a fruit.
I can’t believe it’s 7:30PM already! That means that it’s only a little more than 12 hours until my appointment with the oral surgeon tomorrow to talk about my wisdom teeth and their fabulous plan to vacate the premises of my mouth. Do not want.
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And he departed from our sight that we might return to our heart, and there find Him. For He departed, and behold, He is here. — St. Augustine








