Molly Goatwax

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Yesterday I was admiring the new awnings at the hair studio with Hubby when our attention was diverted by a great hissing. Across the street a young man had the hood of his Jag up and was shaking his hand from the burn of steam loosed by taking the cap off his hot radiator. He picked up a jug of anti-freeze and made to pour it in. Hubby yelled for him to stop. But after a rude stare, continued. It was only a starter Jag, anyway.

yardwork

There are a lot of broken branches to be trimmed and cleared in the front as well as volumes of sticks to be bagged. I look forward to prepping the planters at the head of the rear parking lot for more pepper plants and fewer but hardier tomatoes than last year's container farm. The jury is still out on dwarf peas. I must also convince the neighbor behind me to order another free dump truck-full of mulch to be deposited in his rear yard so that I can relocate most of it in repressing our ivy. Again. Mulching never ends and it's great exercise! 

An Important Announcement

Today is Ethanol Goatwax's Birthday! She is my older daughter. Join me in wishing her the best!

Burning question

Where is all this relentless self improvement taking us?

Night Terrors

I dreamt that I was dead

and what I missed most from life

was sleep.

I had forgotten the teeming carp

in my nightmare.

Pass me by

It looks as if we expect a bit more snow. We've had five year's worth in two weeks already. Everyone has missed work. My hollies, yews, azealias and pine tree are broken. Gutters are hanging off the stately old homes in the historic district. Mr. Beetz popped his tire on the same plow damaged curb that took out mine. The trash is piling up at the head of the alley and my newly minted teenager has gotten used to sleeping late on snow days. So, I would really appreciate if this storm would just blow over and head out to sea. I've had quite enough.

And so it continues

Today at work I felt so confused. It's a bad year for mortgages whether you want one or sell them because all the laws have changed, which is causing huge delays. Everywhere. On top of all that I popped another tire. At least the car's parked out front all legal, like.

Fail

Today my gustatoral experiments fouled the kitchen so completely that even after the attempt was bagged and removed, the dishes and surfaces washed, I was compelled to open the windows and pump freshener into the air. And then I escaped. I will never buy "ham chips" again.

Blog posted here.

Free at last

Between the daily digging and melting, I got my car out from between the berms of snow in our parking lot. Perhaps I will dig out my little grill before the next snow storm.

waddayaknow?

Huh. Baltimore is not on the Forbes' list of the 20 most miserable cities in the U.S. I guess they didn't try to take a bus in this town.