Warblerneck

"This fog is thick as peanut butter."

"You mean pea soup."

"You eat what you like and I'll eat what I like!"

- Yukon Cornelius and Hermey the Elf

Sunday, April 08, 2007

In Which Wendy Was Up To No Good For Much of the Weekend

So I was in Lowes Saturday to buy more sticky traps. Which, by the way, in case you were wondering, if two mice get caught on the same sticky trap, one will sometimes eat the face off of the other one. Take my advice and don't look too closely at what they've been up to on there.

Anyway, so I was in Lowes and unfortunately the mousetrap section is part of the gardening section, which is where all the little seed packets are. I've been having way more fun than I imagined taking care of the many succulent plants (and one primrose) that I inherited from Grandma. And, it turns out, I got kind of used to pouring out water for the cat every five minutes, and now that she's gone, I still want to pour water out for someone. If you ever come to visit me, you will never be thirsty.

So as I stood in Lowes looking at the seed packets, it ocurred to me that I could start some vegetables inside and they would need lots of water and talking to. This might keep me occupied for a few more months until it's warm enough to plant them outside.

Check out the big purple beans on the right. I've never seen anything like it. According to the package, they grow into a bush. Or, as the Knights Who Say "Nicht" would say, A Shrubery!

The peppers are for both me and Mango. The Serrano Chili peppers are advertised as "One of the hottest peppers available!" Whoo weeee!

I didn't know which kind of tomatos to get, but I saw a package labeled "Easy Girl". I had a good time imagining a garden full of slutty tomato plants, until I got the seeds home and realized the label doesn't say "Easy Girl," it says "Early Girl." That name makes more sense, but I'm still a little disappointed... and wondering if I need to make a visit to the eye doctor.

I found the little starter cups made out of peat and then thought I'd pick up some potting soil. OK, do you people know how hard it is to find plain-old regular DIRT? Every single bag has fertilizer mixed in, and the labels, I swear to God, say "Wear gloves while using this product." So I can't touch it with my bare hands, but you expect me to EAT something that grew in it? I even found a bag of "Organic Potting Soil" - which was full of Miracle Gro fertilizer. ????????

Finally, I must have looked confused enough that a nice young 12 year old employee came over and helped me find the one brand of plain old regular dirt with nothing added to it. There were also bags of cow manure, which I was tempted by, but then thought they might have Salmonella or Ebola in them or something.

Now, I'm all ready to start planting...except I don't have a place to put all these pots. All the windows and furniture are already covered up with the other plants. Perhaps I should have thought this through a little more carefully first....Nah.

OK, gotta go wake Zeke up so I can give him more water. He looks dehydrated.

3 Comments:

At 9:50 AM, Anonymous kathyjh said...

my, my, my. who would've thought that living in the semi-country could bring one in touch with such ghastly aspects of life. even stuck mice get hungry i guess and may the hungrier one win. but what to do with the thirst afterwards? now there's a chap who could have done with some of your water generosity.

good luck with the garden. plans for deer exclusion??

 
At 7:27 AM, Anonymous kirohe said...

uhhhh...

You actually bought dirt?

You definitely need some Spring. You've already forgotten where dirt comes from!

The effects of New York Winter are worse than I thought...

Just take some notes throughout the next few months so you don't forget come this time next year.

 
At 1:07 PM, Blogger Wendy Merganser said...

Well, it's just that the "free outside" dirt is still frozen...

 

Post a Comment

<< Home