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Hello, Lamp Post, whatcha knowin? I've come to watch your flowers growin'...
Posted on Apr 4, 2015 10:01 PM

Been a long time since I have felt like writing. Watching Blondy at my sister’s wedding today had me going back to look at some of the old ones. My, she has come a long way since I wrote out all that frustration. I am proud of her. Ulp. Well, well, never thought I’d say those words about Blondy. LOL I know I am the one who forced her to leave, which put her into places where she had to make profound choices, but she is the one who made the right choices…eventually. Situation with the boyfriend’s parents didn’t last all that long. She, boy-child, and the boyfriend ended up here for about three weeks in January. Too little room and too much drama at my sister and the fiancé’s house very small house about that time. But they all—meaning sister, her husband-as-of-today, Blondy, boy-child, her boyfriend, Shorty, HER boyfriend, girl-child, sister’s son, and his wife—they are ALL, these days, living in one big house. With three dogs. Sheesh. But, back to Blondy. :-p She has a full-time job waitressing at a chain restaurant very close to the new place. She works hard, doesn’t complain, is getting good reviews from the customers, management likes her, and she is happy to be there. Can’t ask a single thing more out of her right now. Of course, sooner or later, she IS going to have to address the topic of paying rent to sister and the hubby. Which was the idea of getting a house large enough for all of them—all of them are SUPPOSED to pay for living there. Guess who hasn’t anted up a single penny since they moved in last November (Shorty, the boyfriend, girl-child, sister's son and his wife in the little house) and this February (Blondy, the boyfriend, and boy-child after the move)? That’s right, NOT ONE of them has paid one thin dime to running the household. Partly because the son and his wife have low paying jobs, each pays child support, and they have two car payments to make out of not much o’ nuthin. Mostly, though, it is because Shorty and those two ‘boyfriends’ haven’t or won’t get jobs. I shouldn’t get aggravated; it is up to sister and her spouse to enforce their own policies. Just hate to see freeloading at its worst. Have seen signs of quiet resentment in sister's intended for awhile. Betcha now that they are married, he is going to be doin' some less-than-quiet outward directing of that resentment. :-D Hope so, anyway.


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I haven’t done much around here, lately. Started out the year really tired, more than the usual MS fatigue. The weird weather keeping me consistently inside, and other stuff made for a pretty bleak and grey outlook to add to it. Had some chest discomfort for a couple of weeks in February, went to the doctor, had some testing then, had more in-depth testing this past week, and I have a heart problem. Doesn’t look too dire at the moment and I see a cardiologist in a week, but it is one more thing to add to the conditions list. Guess I should shut up and be grateful I don’t have cancer…yet? ppppllllbbbbttttttttt (I am grateful that insurance is effective June 1; that will take off a huge load of worry.)

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Soooooo glad that blooms have been blooming their blooming best these past few weeks. The burgeoning blossom bounty has been slowly putting hope and color back in my outlook. Particularly when I first saw the buds on a tree peony that hasn’t shown a flower since 2011. Yea! (One open bloom of which went into making my sister’s bouquet...awwww.) Also on the helpful front, my Easy Does It Rose seems to have escaped the Rose Rosette Disease that had me digging up and discarding Julia Child last Fall, which was planted next to ol’Easy. Whew! Three Sedums I thought died out are returning. So is a Zonal Geranium, Quinault Strawberry, Indian Pink, and Irish Linen Chrysanthemum. Then, I also have dozens of Iris buds showing all over the place and I am hovering-over-them eager to see what I’ve got—most of them are new to me and I have never seen their flowering in person. The ones which I don’t care for so much will be dug up and passed on to the community garden. Third Saturdays Market starts up this month and will run until October. Have a couple dozen pots of cuttings started for them, too. Was told recently that last year’s contributions netted them about $120.00, all of which went to the associated food pantry. Made me feel better that I am still doing something useful, if only at an even slower pace than before. Still, it is one more reason to put on the side of Being Happy, right? Yep, one more reason. Now, to keep chugging under, around, and through to find more and I’ll be all set for penning plant praises, digging dirt deeply, and sailing through the Summer Sultries. Yep, just one more…

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Don’t let the light go out, let it shine through our love and our tears…
Posted on Aug 16, 2014 10:02 PM

So very sad about Robin Williams. Newest reports from his wife say he had early Parkinson’s; depression often develops as a symptom during it progression, which ain’t none too good if you have it bad already. Horrible all the way around and such a loss for everyone. Have had depression all of my life--even as a child. Several times I have been at the point of wanting to do almost anything to end the pain, and, thankfully, never fell so far into the black hole that I actually tried. Noticing more and more cognitive problems from the MS and that isn’t helping my mood or the struggle any. Don’t know if it is better to be aware it is happening or to be oblivious. Used to being so smart and so quick; really difficult adjusting to the fact that I’m not Super Brain anymore and that it is permanent. How much worse must it have been for him. So very sad.

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Blondy is pregnant again…sigh…have deep, deep concerns that boy-child will be shunted aside when the new one(s) are in the picture. Sister thinks the young man and his parents love our boy enough that it won’t be an issue and I say when blood comes along, things can change fast. Can’t do anything about it from here and worry won’t pay the toll, but can’t help feeling it anyway. Shorty still hasn’t even tried to get a job. Wondering how long sister’s fiancé will let that situation go on—and, not incidentally, how long until they figure out I wasn’t the monster towards her behavior that I was reputed to be.

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Been working on decorative plate ‘flowers’ and other designs for outside. Glued two to posts; going to try to find a way to hang the rest of them on the fence panels. Kind of like jewelry.

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Bit of rain this afternoon. Most of it went around me, but happy to get anything even closely resembling rain these days and the storms cooled us down significantly, which was nice. This yard is going to be SPECTACULAR come Spring with all the new Irises, drought or no. Lost a few rhizomes to rot—one variety of which I had multiples seemed to be prone to it, but I have much still to learn about optimum environments. Getting there. Pleased with myself for taking advantage of the unexpected cool, wet periods this summer and pushing to get the last of the new beds completed. Going to look grrrrreat. Finished off the postal path, too, and it looks nice, as well. Thinking of filling in the bare section of the driveway where cars used to park. Had been toying with stepping stones or pavers, but now I have those six buckets full of rock that have to go somewhere. Might as well be the driveway. Still have a lot of shuffling to do with the Daylilies, which will probably happen only when the normal highs have dropped to less than 90. :-p Also have Lilies to dig and ship when it gets a little cooler. Which will make more room for new Irises! {{wicked grin}}

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Plan to experiment with seed starts over the winter. Having this greenhouse will be an adventure. Plus, now that Shorty is gone, I can use the sunroom to keep seed trays until germination. With the floor in there being vinyl tile over concrete and a step down from the rest of the house, watering won’t cause any problems. Already moved the baker’s rack from the kitchen and the plastic shelving unit from my bedroom back in there. Think enough light comes in to work okay. Might get a grow light or hook up some fluorescents. Need an electrician to fix the outlet and maybe install one more if that can be easily done. Maybe in October. Want to try tomato, sugar snap peas, peppers, lavender, basil, and cosmos. Might even try watercress. Probably will add more as the acquisition gene is strongly developed in my hereditary line. LOL Struggling to avoid buying seeds now simply to HAVE them when the time comes. LOL December will be better. Unlessssss…well, I could use fresh herbs over the winter…hmm…how much was in the bank, again?

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…but I was smarter than most, and I could choose…
Posted on Aug 4, 2014 5:31 AM

Don’t know what to do about these bad dreams. One would think after being away from there for 20 months, they would have stopped. Slowed some, but still three or four every week. I understand why he let me be fired, I truly do. I had been the operations manager of his company for quite awhile and would have fired me, too. Can’t expect someone to carry an employee who isn’t doing the job, not even a repetitive task-oriented job. He did keep me on part-time for a year after the hospitalization. Nearly 10 years of loyalty to him and past personal relationship or no, that was generous. He could have been upfront and simply said, “I have to let you go.” Thought he knew me well enough to know I wouldn’t kick about it under the circumstances. But, dadgum! To let his 21-year-old daughter, who has no job experience and a steamroller personality, get with his new girlfriend to use accusations of theft and embezzlement as the termination cause--a year after I was no longer doing that job!!--is about as vile as you can get. He didn’t even show up himself, made excuses to be somewhere else. I certainly made a mess of the files that last year before I went to part-time. I certainly did choose to not send in some of the payroll taxes those last couple of years in order to keep the lights on and the rent paid. And I certainly borrowed some without running it by him first. Howsomeever, I found the three ‘missing’ files when she couldn’t--she refused to let me look on the fourth one. There was an arrangement in place with the tax folks. There were also records—in his own payroll system which couldn’t be falsified—to show the borrowed had been repaid, with interest AND he was given those records as soon as she took over the bookkeeping a full year before the firing. The “unaccounted for” cash, as he well knew, went into HIS pocket and to his undocumented workers. Took every last drop of mental and physical resource I could dredge up to keep that place going and all those people employed against his mismanagement, violent temper tantrums, and denial of any problems, too. Pretty sure the stress from such a crushing load while entrenched in a combat zone precipitated my health deterioration. Howsomeever, again: my choices, my consequences. What he let her do might have been the only way for me to become disentangled from him and that place, I dunno. I just want these dreams to stop.

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New Day. Another one woke me up at 4:52am this morning…sigh…Okay, best way to fight this is to be happy-productive. Got out at first light to dig in the new Iris bed. Ground had dried up quite a bit from the rains couple weeks back, so not as easy to break up the clods. Only a slow-beat step-dance on them to crush as I am wobbly today, but it is coming along. Channeled Johnny Bench with the rocks and got as many sifted out as was practical. Just as I decided it would be a good idea to take a break, a light rain started falling. Yea!! Hoping for more over the next couple of days. While I was out digging, some guy pulled into my driveway. Said he saw me out working, and could he get some water for his radiator. Sure, he can have water. At least he didn’t ask me for money this time. Don’t think he remembered he had done that several months ago when he walked by another time I was digging out front. After he filled and shut off the water, he did ask if I wanted him to turn off the motor and turn over some dirt for me. No. Thanks anyway. My own story can be depressing enough if I allow it, let’s not add a repeat of yours. ROFL

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Several New Day. Community garden folks are having a neighborhood chicken event. Yep, bring your chickens to the garden for fun, frolic, and fry…uh, fun and frolic. :-D Also having a plant sale, the proceeds for which go to the food pantry. And the stock for which came from—me. Awwww. LOL Been amassing all kinds of potted plants from increases, cuttings, and several dozen self-sown Caryopteris and Gomphrena. No way was there any room in the yard for all of them and don’t know why I kept doing it or what I thought I was going to do with them. Maybe I just liked seeing that I could successfully do it. I wanted to rehome a slew of Daylilies that I didn’t like or that were too close in color and form to others I liked better. Needed room for new Iris. And I had a bunch’a existing Iris rhizomes that were dug up to make room for the incoming. So they ended up with a decent haul. Hope all went well.

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Conversation with the garden folks got me to thinking. Timing is too coincidental to be chance. I need yard space, have stuff to give, find them after rooting around the ’net, get a greenhouse from the neighbors, have time…hmm, maybe this is what I am supposed to be doing for at least the near future. Learn how to USE that greenhouse. Have a ton of small pots. So, how about: start things from seeds, keep on with the cuttings, continue to thin out Daylilies and Iris, and supply the community garden for fundraising. Maybe start a ‘movement.’ Gosh, woodja think ‘bout that! My own old hippie dreams realized. Hmm, hmm. Intriguing idea…let’s experiment and see what happens. Might even learn to grow my very own VEH-gee-TAY-bles. But no ordering seeds until at least September, woman! T’ain’t in the budget, yet.

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New Day. Been a month since the home rehabilitation person said my packet had been received. Said it would be reviewed in a couple of weeks. I am anxious about approval and scared to death about what I will do if they turn me down. Keep finding new places on the house where the ants or whatever have eaten away the wood. Hear strange new creaks at night and can feel the floor flex in certain spots. The garage is visibly leaning in some places and one horizontal support beam is eaten clean through. Think I have mice in the house, too…sigh.

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New days. We had another cool spell with rain! Oh, my! In a North Central Texas late July? That is a not so minor miracle and I am deeply grateful. Did a lot of work on the side yard getting Iris beds ready and planted. This morning, I was finishing rock-sifting and then planting Iris. Don’t know why I was in such a foul temper, but it got worse and worse the closer I got to completing that section. Was down to the last Iris and went to clear the clay clods off the trowel. So tempery that I was banging the trowel on the concrete to loosen the stuff. Which didn’t want to BE loosened. Fourth bang I hit so hard the trowel tip broke off and the base broke away from the handle. Well, that was useful. Why did I feel better, then? {{shaking head}} One big section left to clear of rocks, turn the soil once again, and get ‘em in.

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About the time I was throwing away the pieces, sister drives up with her 10-year-old grandson, Blondy, and boy-child. Yea, boy-child! Gosh, he is such a little boy, now. Not a baby any longer. Don’t know if he was happy to see me or just wanted out of his car seat. I was glad to see him, anyway. He had a good time for the short while they were here.

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New Day. Puttering this morning. New neighbors moved in this weekend. Have a little boy looks to be about 4. Hope he isn’t the ‘pull it up just for fun’ kind of kid. Will see. Mulched the latest section of Iris. Moved a pot of Clematis to a paver divider to see if I like the effect. These are a small type and I think they will look good with the Iris. Give some other form for visual interest, too. Finally took out the Sunflowers along the fence, they were too spent to leave any longer. Do need that vertical accent, going to look for columnar plants that can backdrop the Iris beds and not become thugs. Finally planted the Blue Pearl Sedums. Planted Police Stories Iris in the Story Bed. Still need to border the circle, haven’t found anything that looks interesting to me, yet. Found a section of rhizome from one I thought had rotted away. Still had a few good roots, so I potted it. See what happens next. Trimmed a section of Thyme and stuck some of those cuttings in the pots still on the porch—didn’t give the garden folk EVERYTHING {{snicker}}.

Feels a bit like a cold is coming on. Will see if I have the umph to get out in the morning and back to sifting rocks. Been working on some glass plate flowers to stick outside. Happy with the way they are coming along. While it has been an adjustment learning to be by myself again, it is fun to be able to spread out the crafty stuff and not worry about sister having room to eat her breakfast or the babies swallowing glass pebbles or Shorty knocking something off and leaving it for me to pick up. Might do more on those. Might not. Might just choose to stay in bed. Morning will tell, eh? :-)

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...you feel like breaking, When you really just need to bend...
Posted on Jul 12, 2014 9:57 PM

Been awhile since Shorty got out of jail. Not much improvement. She still won’t put down the never-to-be-sufficiently-accursed phone and take care of her daughter.
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Long time later. Haven’t felt up to writing. Blondy tried to take advantage of me in caring for boy-child once too often. Told her what would happen if she did it again and she did it again—the very next week. I no longer watch him or provide any of his supplies. She is moving to Greenville with him to live with the boyfriend-of-the-week. I cry every time I think about it. They were all here last week and I can already see the signs that he isn’t being tended to as he should be. I don’t mean abused or anything like that, but he isn’t getting attention and is being bounced from place to place and person to person as his mother changes boyfriends like I change my socks. And, for all my tough talk to them, there isn’t a single thing I can do. It hurts. And I miss him. Won’t be held hostage in my own house until she decides to pick him up when it suits her, but I do miss him. A lot.
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Situation with sister and Shorty is getting so discouraging. Shorty was no-billed and charges dropped. NOW we find out sister won’t get any of the bond money back, that the whole amount is their FEE! Shorty has been at sister’s fiance’s house for a week. Think she is trying to accelerate the move over there.
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Couple weeks later. Yep, soon as that room opened up Sister and Shorty made plans to go on and move. I, of course, had to guess and ask leading questions because far be it from them to just TELL me what they were going to do…sigh…maybe in some lifetime I will figure out what I did to indicate that this kind of “disregard her” behavior was acceptable. Maybe they just think I have been so horrible to these 'kids' that they don't have to be courteous? Dunno, doesn't make any difference at this point. Just…onward and upward.

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Been taking advantage of the fact that I am no longer getting up by 7:00 to take care of toddlers and/or fix sister’s breakfast and pack her work lunch. I am actually waking up naturally—at dawn. Which is weird because I was always a late sleeper. Now, though, with the summer temperatures climbing, I go outside almost as soon as I wake up to work in the yard until the sun comes over the trees. Gives me a nice productive feeling for the rest of the day even if I do nothing else besides play on the computer and lay around reading. :-p


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Had to have pest control come spray--expensive spray. They said it was carpenter ants. All I know is that something is eating my house. And something else is destroying my garage. Was told there is old termite damage and a lot of dry rot. The back wall damage there has been fixed after the city sent a letter, so I shouldn’t get a fine, but the whole structure is in bad shape. And I have no idea how much damage has been done to the house. Don’t even know who to call to ask. Found that there is a home rehabilitation program through the city. Sent in the application, fingers crossed on approval. If not, I don’t know what I will do because I sure don’t have the money for repairs or reconstruction. Been having dizzy spells I can’t account for and this situation isn’t helping. More stress, more stress…sigh…More need to go dig in the dirt. I'll be halfway to China by next week at this rate.

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Waiting for the Roundup concentrate to work on saplings. Have some entwined in the Caryopteris smack in the middle of the baseball bed. Only way to get rid of the treelings is to take out the shrub, too. Good thing I have gabzillions of those seedlings in pots and can easily replace it. That can wait for cooler temperatures, though. First priority is to clear out the saplings from the area where the greenhouse is going. Oh, yeah, the moving next-door neighbors GAVE me a greenhouse. How cool is that?
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Feel peculiar. Pretty sure I have had some form of PTSD from that last job and am still having bad dreams about the boss and such. Truly, I think having all these people and their aggravations helped me to focus on something else at a time when I needed the distraction. So, even though sister (and her fiancé and her son) and Shorty and Blondy all think I am some kind of monster because I expect accountability and make no bones about saying so to any of them, their stay in the house this last 18 months has been beneficial for me. Just have to make sure I don’t backslide into that black pit.

Slowly getting used to having the house to myself and being able to get my ‘crafty’ stuff out of the closet and spread it around. Got the aluminum sign I had made for Jillian Smith to put with the memorial Japanese Maple and will be finding out just how well E6000 holds up to Texas in the summertime (glued an H-frame to the back). Really pleased with the design. Think I did a right nice job.

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Getting more dirt and such from Lowes tomorrow for the new Iris bed going alongside the house. If that predicted cold front actually comes to stay for awhile AND actually has some COLD (for summer) temperatures, I can get a lot done next week before the hermitzing heat is back.

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I cannot believe the generosity of some folks. This Spring, I received 60+ named Iris that were given to me; some in trade, but mostly for postage. The entire look of my yard is going to change as I put in new beds to hold them and remove about half the Daylilies to make additional room. Found my interest in them waning rapidly this year and I am planning to donate what I dig. Still love the flowers’ colors and forms, but discovered I want a flower that stays on the stalk for more than a single day. Ones I can cut for the vase and still have them looking good two days later. After the Iris are all planted, I will take a closer look at companion plants. Fun to research and something positive to which I can look forward, which hasn't been all that easy to find lately. And I do feel exceedingly thankful for all the help I have been given in navigating a clean(ish) way through the muck and the mire and the plain "just-messed-up" stuff of the last two years.
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If the trail looks bad and you need to double back, Here's hopin' that you do
Posted on Apr 26, 2014 7:34 PM

So sister’s son says they are about to be kicked out of their apartment. AGAIN!?! Third complex in two years. Know for a fact that sister has given them thousands of dollars in the last three years that she—or I—didn’t have to spare. I offered her my mortgage money this time to keep her from having to hit up a finance company, and her fiancé is giving it back in a few days. If up to me, nephew and wife would sleep in their car, but sister gets so upset. Nephew is kind of slow and I think she believes it to be her fault and that she has to make up for it…sigh…Who am I to tell her what to feel about her child? It is just that the consequences are frustrating to me. Have never said anything before to either nephew or his wife, but this time he had to take me to get the money and I told him it was the very last time I was ever helping sister help him out. He keeps insisting he didn’t ask for the money, that he never asks for money. Well, when you tell someone 16 times, “Oh, gosh, I don’t know what we are going to do…,” that you are being evicted or the car is being repossessed or you don’t have gas or whatever, and that person gives you money, even you can figure out what will happen the 17th time. GRRRRRR. He said wasn’t his fault what his wife did and it was his mother’s choice to give him money and HE DIDN’T ASK FOR IT! Boy, did he ever get mad when I said the mess is his responsibility, too, because it had happened before and he should have started following up with his wife to see where their money was going to make sure it didn't happen any more. That he was 33 years old and it was time to let his mother stop carrying him on her back, that he was bloodsucking from her. Yowzah, he started telling me he didn’t care what anyone thought and to GET OUT OF HIS CAR, and blah, blah, blah. Took a perverse--and admittedly juvenile--pleasure in very pleasantly saying, “When I’m ready” every time he insisted. Made him go through that 12 times and waited until he finally stopped yelling before I said, still pleasantly, “Now I’m ready to get out.” Okay, so if I had kept my mouth shut and all, and hadn't acted like a 13-year-old with the, "Nyah, Nyah, can't make me," I wouldn't feel like a...but I do. not. regret. one single second. {{blowing raspberry here}} Yeah, you just go on wit’cher bad self, now, Bubba. Go grow up and take care of your own business. Not that it will happen, but I can hope…

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Two New Day. Iris check finally went through the account a month after I mailed it in, so it actually feels as if I have an order placed. YEA! First time I have ever spent so much on just two flowers and I had to budget carefully to get them, but they are soooo gorgeous, the effort was worth it, I think. Sprayed Roundup Concentrate on some small stuff that needs to go away to see how it works before I tackle the huge tree sapling removal project. Will move the Dutch Iris to a new home then, too. They have done well enough in that spot for several years, but I think will do better with more sunshine and such. Already started on rehoming some of the Bearded Iris in that section, and the rest have been allocated out for shipping soon.

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Sister is angry that I upset her son, but she isn’t saying anything and I can live with that for now. Won’t play doormat like she does. These kids need enforced boundaries and not allowing them to find their own solutions is crippling them, in my opinion. And she gets so defensive that we cannot discuss it. I am certain something to do with ‘her’ kids is going to come along that makes her angry enough to up and move out. I try very hard to be careful with what I say to them and how I say it, but sooner or later I will blow up at HER because I have begun to feel as if I have no rights in my own house. Hoping I’m wrong…

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New day. So, the local detention center is pretty clean and modern looking. Glass barriers, phones on the wall, molded aluminum chairs…the works. And how do I know this? Shorty has beastly bad judgment in picking her friends and it has now bitten her in her fundament. Aggravated Robbery of an Individual with a Deadly Weapon. She and baby spent the night with some friends, next morning dropped baby off at daycare, skipped school, went with these friends to rent a motel room to party, says the two other girls left with two guys, and, when they came back the police were just a few minutes behind them. Everyone was arrested for robbing someone for beer. Huh? Wait a minute. Beer? Robbed someone with a deadly weapon for BEER?!? What the…well, crap, then, just crap…sigh. Not one, not a single soul spoke up and said she wasn’t involved. Hard lesson there about ‘friends,’ chickie. We don’t have the money for bail, nothing to hock or sell because we already sold it all to keep the house (plus we already gave at the nephew office), and there is no one from whom we can borrow that kind of cash. She gets to sit for awhile. I am hopeful she actually is innocent and charges will be dropped…after she has had a good long while to think, first, though. And I can only hope THAT works.

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New day. Went to friend’s to photograph some plants and flowers she is selling. Picked up two Sapphire Indigo Clematis, a Strawberry Seduction Achillea, and an Obi Wan Kenobi Iris. Don’t really care for the flower on it, but who could pass up an Iris with that name! The clematis will do great in containers or as a groundcover and I am excited about them!
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Black hollyhock has buds. Thank you, Margaret!
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Shorty was transferred to the county jail, had an arraignment, and bail was increased 150%. Say what? Hmm, truth will out eventually, won’t it. She has a lawyer assigned now, so maybe sister and I can get some factual information. Sister going to visit her Sunday. Girl-child has been with her paternal grandparents and is coming back here Sunday night. Shorty’s backpack with her ID, the baby’s Medicaid card, and daycare card is still at the motel and they won’t release even the daycare card unless sister has a written letter from the person who rented the room saying it is okay. Well, we’re screwed. But, since daycare was state subsidized while Shorty was in school and she will no longer BE in school, we lose that service, anyway, and I will be taking care of the baby. Going to be a test. I don’t LIKE that child and will have to be very careful to not communicate it to her. Not her fault she is mouthy, temperamental, and loud. Or that her great-grandaunt is mouthy, judgmental, and likes quiet. I am hopeful that I can teach her better manners, and that she can teach me to have more patience with her.

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New day. Sister is supposed to bring Blondy here so she can ‘talk’ to me about boy-child. She has been toning down the partying and I am sure she wants boy-child back full-time. As long as she continues to live in a safe environment and continues to keep her more loathsome activities--like leaving the baby sleeping while she goes out to engage in those activities--at a dead stop, I will sit back and let her have him. Happy to keep him a day or two a week so she CAN go be young and have some fun, as long as she sticks by the rules. Ya gotta communicate, ya gotta do what you say you are going to do, and, if your Nana says she will watch the baby if you come back by a certain time, ya gotta do that. She had boy-child with her for a couple of days, had sister and her fiancé watching baby until after work that Friday night, was supposed to come straight back from work, but didn’t show up until 7:00 the next morning, didn’t let them know, and Facebook-posted about her drinking night out. THAT is what will get the baby taken from her—by me. Going to ask if she has let daddy candidate #4 know he might have a kid and get THAT DNA taken…#4…sheesh. I know life is not all peaches and pizzas, and that she has emotional problems, but c’mon. Really? Four?

Lemon Fizz Rose has blooms and they are sure pretty. I like Kordes roses. Should have cut the Gizmos back much further, they both look too lanky and don’t have foliage toward the bottom. Wonder if I cut them way back now, if they will flush out again all nice. Hmm, might try it anyway, they are pretty tough. And, after all, I do have those nifty-cool bionic rose gauntlet gloves. {{whistling}} Having a lot of fun with the blooming Iris this year. New stuff and surprises with beauty, pretty, and lovely all over the yard. And not so nice surprises in that two of the Iris I was counting on haven’t bloomed at all. I think I found two developing stalks, but might just be wishful thinking. I am becoming more interested in planting Iris. Named ones, though. Learned a lesson with the daylilies that I want to know what they are, no matter how pretty they might be! Last year, had first daylily scapes in mid-May. Don’t see anything coming yet. Be interesting to see if the unusually cold winter we had slows that down any. Because that might mean the temps stay cooler than normal and we won’t jump right into the furnace like we have the last few years. I sure can hope so, anyway.

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