Monday, July 20, 2009

I'll take it if she doesn't want it...

This morning on the Armstrong and Getty Show, one of the DJs said that Paula Abdul may not return to American Idol. In addition to other reasons mentioned, they said that she was "only" getting paid $4 - 5 million dollars per season. This is chump change compared to Simon's $45 million salary. Since when did $4 million dollars become chump change?

What do you think?

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

The Fence

Last night I had a dream about our fence. I have one neighbor on each side of me, and one behind. If I ever decide to replace the fence, I would probably ask each of them to pitch in...after all, it's not only mine and it would benefit everyone. I asked my friends for references. I haven't called around yet, because we can't afford it yet. Looking at our yard though, I know that we eventually will need to get the whole fence replaced, plus the gate.

I had a dream last night that the fence fell down. As it was a dream, the details are now getting foggy, but I remember being worried that the our things may get stolen. The dream ended with someone putting the fence back up.

If dreams mean anything what could it mean?

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Our First Tomato Plant

Yesterday, my daughter and I planted a tomato plant. It was actually her idea, remembering that I had talked about it with her this past weekend. Since my family and I love to eat tacos, spaghetti, sandwiches, and salad, I thought that we would save a lot of money if we grew our own tomatoes. We were shopping at the moment at WalMart for some summer items, so we swung over to the Nursery Department to see if they had everthing we needed. They didn't (although they had a good selection of tomato plants), so we went to Home Depot.

I chose a Roma Tomato plant...she didn't much care what kind of plant at this point because the heat started coming down. I also picked up a planting container, and some organic dirt. My son fell asleep in the cart, so it was a challenge to keep his little head steady...especially when the cashier sold us the wrong kind of dirt, but we made it home, a little weary and sweaty. I placed my son on the couch to finish his nap.

Remembering to cover 80% of the plant, my daughter and I filled the pot with the plant inside, with the potting soil. She watered it happily, as well as my blueberry plant, which I bought and planted last year at about this same time. Now we are just waiting for our first crop to come in, probably not until the fall.

Life is good.
Tomato Plant Blueberry Plant from last year...I think I have to give her more fertilizer or something...