gigamatic

first of all, although i kind of like his music, Ryan Adams is a whiny bitch, and I dont think I care about seeing him in concert again. He played a totally low-energy show, and then when those of us with other committments had to be home, played a whole 'nother set which was apparently rockin'. He whined about the A/C in the venue, he whined about something else that I don't recall... and after we left, he told some folks near the stage to shut up. I'm sorry, dont bring vintage guitars on tour if you're afraid they're going to be damaged. And you're supposed to be a damn sexy rock star, so when you come out on stage having not shaved in weeks or bathed in days, and playing a low-energy set, dont expect the ladies to give one god damn about you.

I digress. Ryan Adams is a whiny bitch, and I'll leave it at that.

the stone from the demo work last year (3 tons or so) is now gone. GONE DADDY GONE love is gone. Yeah, so what if I am slap happy. I made two trips to the dump this weekend: once with the last of our stone and a built in (but long rotted) wine rack from the basement, and once with the mildewed and rotted panelling and baseboards from the Pickettage, along with some gutter and baseboards from the Power Estate. I feel like a lesbian.

it's sunday evening, and things are coming to a close on the weekend. 4 flats of impatiens and about a flat of pansies were planted, and some parts of the areas are mulched, a new border was put in on the tree side, lots more plants were bought.

I now have 3 hanging baskets on my porch. Because they were on sale. Shoulda gotten more, but I was tired from baking in the sun for two days, and wanted nothing more than to escape back to my home.

Ran into the fabulous Mr. and Mrs. W, who were at Lowe's gathering plants for their large yard, and got their numbers so Nala can soon catch up with Mon. He's been missing her quite a bit, and it was a lovely coincidence to see her.

Planted two columbines. Bought two more small coral bells. Bought a large-variety hosta, and a small one. Not sure where to plant them yet. Still have much left to plant, but started planning another area back by the gate in a previously unused area. I'm excited, because Siddhartha will be watching over it, as a gift to Nala. We have the Garden Weasel and Siddhartha. All we need is a gnome.

My right wrist is killing me from digging about 200 small holes for the impatiens and pansies. My feet are killing me, too, but it feels good to have so much accomplished in 2 days. I figure, barring rain, we might have everything in (that's already sprouted) in 3 afternoons. then, it's time to plan the patio drains and the garden.

Oh, and Friday night, I dreamt some friend of mine was on In A Fix (TLC show, I think) and I was there to help out. It should be noted, this is my first dream with recognizable tv personalities where I wasnt watching them on tv. And yes, I know the one guy is bald and black, but he is MY DAD. I swear to you, my dad, when he hams it up, is that guy. But you'll probably never meet my dad, let alone see him when he's making a spectacle, so you'll have to take my word. (And the white guy with the shaved head... well, he's hot. And I have no idea why I think so.)

Man oh man, I think it's time to sleep, even though American Dad and Family Guy are on... it's the 2nd to last(?) episode of Desperate Housewives tonight, and tivo is getting that instead. 'Night folks.