If you’re new to my blog, welcome! Here is an explanation of the tater tot post.
In May, I planted sunflower seeds near my peony bushes.
Last fall, we moved peony bushes from our front side yard to our backyard because we never enjoyed them in the front due to their location. They didn’t bloom this year, but we think it’s because they’re still recovering from the move. I’m hoping they’ll bloom next spring.
However, these beautiful flowers make up for it.
I’m not much of a gardener. I lack patience and get hot easily, so spending time outside in the middle of summer tending to a garden is not something I can manage. I enjoy nature and all of its rewards, but the time and effort required to maintain a large garden is overwhelming to me.
These blooms this summer have made me feel like a skilled gardener despite the fact that all I did was rip open a seed packet and scatter them into the ground.
All of the ranunculas I grew from seed last spring died in the ground. They didn’t make it even after following implicit instructions. I transplanted them to the peony/sunflower garden in the hopes that they will survive here next year.
But for the time being, these charming ladies are making me and the bees very happy.
In the last two months, we’ve had a skunk spray our dogs twice. We’ve been here since 2005 and hadn’t seen a skunk until this summer. In two months, though, we’ve had a skunk scale a six-foot fence surrounded on four sides by other fences and houses in a densely populated suburban Chicago neighborhood to come onto our postage stamp-sized plot of land and allegedly stalk our dogs.
We discovered after much investigation that it must be the bird seed that our beloved (but messy eating) birds leave all over the backyard that attracts the skunk(s).
Have you ever smelled skunk in your home? You can TASTE the smell. Please keep in mind that this skunk aroma is NOT the same as marijuana aroma. Much more oniony and much less herbal. Zero stars, do not recommend.
I don’t want to have to deal with that again, so we had to do the unimaginable and remove the feeder.
I’d already had a rough week when a bird flew into the window where the feeder used to be, as if to say, WHERE IS LUNCH, LADY?
That’s when my mom suggested moving the feeder to the front yard window.
Oh yeah. Duh.
The birds are gradually catching on…
*If you aren’t a blogger, please forgive me if I use some blogspeak.
I used to read a lot of blogs on Bloglovin, an aggregator, which is a fancy word for a website where I could read all of my blogs in one place. It hasn’t been dependable in recent months, and I believe it’s on its way out.
In place of this, I’ve been using the WordPress Reader to visit my blogs. But some of the blogs can’t be read with that reader. So, if you’ve noticed that I’ve been leaving fewer comments, this is why.
It is also worth noting that if you do not include an alternative method of following you on your blog, such as a mail subscription option, your readers will miss out on receiving your posts.
I’ve been getting the impression that life is increasingly like a computer game. Whether I’m at my daughter’s orthodontic appointment, the grocery store, or simply watching other cars drive by. Other people are going about their lives all around me, and I had never considered life in this way.
Is life…just a giant video game?
Soon after, I began hearing the Wii music in my brain, which became amusing to me as I watched people in my neighborhood walk their dogs.
Insert Wii music.
As people yelled at each other in traffic.
Insert Wii music.
When customers became disgruntled with their Starbucks order.
Insert Wii music.
Lines at the supermarket.
Insert Wii music.
This will be entirely lost on you if you’ve never played Wii before.
But for those of you who enjoy video games of any kind, particularly the Wii, it has made life less stressful and more enjoyable.
If you’re having a stressful day, here’s a 10-hour loop to listen to:
What I’m reading
Healing the Shame that Binds You by John Bradshaw
What I’ve been watching
Small Town Wisconsin (Amazon Prime)
I Just Killed My Dad (Netflix)
Trainwreck: Woodstock 99 (Netflix)
The Dropout (Hulu)
Gilmore Girls with Ella. I’ve re-watched this a multitude of times. (Netflix)
What I’m listening to
Cosmic Dancer by Valerie June
Never Tear Us Apart by The Teskey Brothers
Feel It All Around by Washed Out
Cardinal by Mt. Joy
Stay by Alicia Keys
Nothing Compares 2 U by Sinead O’Connor
What I’m clicking on
What I’m quoting
“‘Supposing a tree fell down, Pooh, when we were underneath it?’
‘Supposing it didn’t,’ said Pooh after careful thought.
Piglet was comforted by this.” -A.A. Milne
“To live in the dungeon of toxic shame is to live in the past of the anxious, catastrophic future. It is to be so defended and guarded that we cannot see what is going on around us. We look but we don’t see. In so many ways, toxic shame is a living hell, a kind of living death. And we can go to our deaths never knowing who we are. When death finds you, hope it finds you alive.” -John Bradshaw
“Our greatest enemies are ultimately not our political adversaries but entropy, evolution (in the form of pestilence and the flaws in human nature), and most of all ignorance- a shortfall of knowledge of how best to solve our problems.” -Steven Pinker
John and Joan Cusack’s mother died a few months ago, and thanks to my husband, I came across her obituary. She had such a lovely life that I felt compelled to share it with all of you.
Here’s to September…