My Memorial Day weekend plans are to whip my yard into shape. Or at least get a good start on it. I spent the better part of today pulling weeds and trimming trees and bushes. I’ve neglected it far too long, and the weeds are out of control. Some of them are a bit more steadfast than they should be. That’s not what I had in mind when I chose steadfast as my Word of the Year for 2007.
Basically I have two kinds of weeds. Some of them are hardy dandelion weeds. You’ve gotta get them from the root to keep them from regenerating.
Aside: Not that I am going to try it, but did you know that you can cook dandelion greens, just like you would mustard or turnip greens?
The other weeds are creepy vines. I think one is called Creeping Charlie, and I don’t know the name of the other one, but it is evil. Left unattended it gets out of control, and quick. Creeps along masquerading as a ground cover, winds its way around the plants and chokes the life out of them. There may be a spiritual parallel here, don’t you think?
| You scored as Neo, the “One”,Neo is the computer hacker-turned-Messiah of the Matrix. He leads a small group of human rebels against the technology that controls them. Neo doubts his ability to lead but doesn’t want to disappoint his friends. His goal is for a world where all men know the Truth and are free from the bonds of the Matrix.
Check out this ginormous hog killed earlier this month by a sixth grader in Alabama. With a pistol.
Read this on my vacation. Memoir is one of my favorite genres, so it comes as no surprise that I enjoyed this book. Yet this one was a little different. I was pulled in from the very first pages. Steinke grew up in a very religious family – her father was a Lutheran minister, yet a personal faith eluded her for much of her life. I was drawn to her unending search for grace. Not to mention that the writing is wonderful.
While this was my introduction to Steinke’s work, it will definitely not be the only book of hers I read.
all fun things must come to an end. tomorrow i go back to work. had a glorious time away from the funhouse. sat on the beach for 8 straight days. read a ton. laughed a lot. enjoyed the company of good friends. ate boatloads of shrimp. caught up on my sleep. detoxed from sugar-free red bull. totally de-stressed.
would that i could prolong this serene state.
Somehow I have managed to wrangle 8 days away from the funhouse, and have therefore gone away to rest my weary brain and body. The Gulf Coast is always a no-fail elixir for what ails me.
Tonight I picked up shrimp for dinner at a local hole-in-the-wall that advertised the Mother’s Day Special as “All You Can Eat Corn-on-the-Cob for $4.95.” Only in The South.