I cant keep up with this blogging thing. You see, I am not nearly as bad at as my sister, Robin and she has a computer.
A lot has changed for me in the last couple of months, one of the more obvious things being my lack of internet access. As much as I would have loved to keep you all updated in my ever so exciting life, it wasn't really doable.
My garden looks more like a hay field than an actual garden at all. Even though I have completely abandon the poor patch, it still feeds me. I got a great big bowl of potatoes, plenty of cherry tomatoes, beans, squash and peppers on the way! My corn looks as though it was grown by a barbie doll. I could toss the ears back, like UTZ salt and vinegar chips. I'm sure it will make a great fall decor in Skipper's plastic house though. The corn was really small if you didnt gather. The glads are gorgeous, planting 3 rows was probably more than enough. I have given many away as pretty bouquets and also a ton to the farm stand.
The chicks are growing up so fast, they seem to be doing well at DiMauro Farm High. I can still identify each one of them. It takes me a little longer now as they have changed so much. I am very proud to say I raised some great chickens. My second round didn't turn out as well. Not a single one hatched. I'm sure there are a ton of reasons why they didn't make it, one of them being the same neglect I showed the garden.
As for me, I am jussstt swell. Dealing with the many changes in my life fairly well (but it really depends on the day). I have a new roommate, as my last sort of jumped ship. :) Tia, my baby sister, moved in about two months ago now. VERY shortly after Casey left. Casey, freshly 21, realized he hadn't accomplished as much in life as he'd like to before "settling down". No hard feelings Case. This isn't a bash Casey blog. You'll have to come to me in private for that web address. Hehe. Casey, being a such big part of my life was hard to let go of. He was everything to me, my best friend and some one I shared my hopes, dreams and thought my future with. I apologize for the sappiness, I promise I'll finish with a laugh. We also shared bills. Adjusting to just one income has been almost as hard as adjusting to not having him around. This whole thing has completely thrown me off balance. I have no doubts that I'll come back on top, but the recovery process doesn't seem to be going super great. Some one once said, don't cry over a little missing silverware or was it spilled milk? I don't know. There was no spilled beverage in this case.. I do have a assome support system. My Parents, Sisters, friends have all been there for me, put up with my crying and always giving tons great of advice. Thank you, without all of I would truly be a train wreck. Well, more of a train wreck.
So, there it is.. I hope you all understand the reason behind my blog not being top priority, I have been oober busy trying to piece my heart back together. Do you guys all feel bad for me yet? I'll do my best to get you all a picture of my garden before I get Tim Bartlett to come hay it.
