At Loose Ends

All right Torin, my dear, stop tapping your toe. THIS is an official entry.

But I have nothing much to say. (Not that that’s ever stopped me in the past…)

Just feeling at loose ends.

Mowed the yard last night – worked long and hard – edged curbs and flower beds – blew away lawn refuse. Thought I’d done a pretty damn good job. Then I notice today that there are little sprigs of grass poking up here and there where I missed them. A lovely manicured lawn…with hangnails! Dammit all!! I hate mowing.

My life kinda feels like my lawn looks right about now. Mostly as it should be, but with the escapee thoughts and feelings popping up here and there. Is there a lawn mower for the mind? No…sedatives and alcohol DO NOT count as lawn mowers (just in case anyone was going to suggest…….)!

Maybe I’ve got chinch bug. It turns the lawn brown in spots….and I sure feel brown blobs in my aura here and there…..

And I find myself resenting folks – my sister, my friend…what’s THAT about?!!!?!! Fungus on the grass blades wafting up and fueling resentment? Shoulda taken a page out of our previous president’s book and not inhaled!

Tonight is my watering night (in the land of water rationing). Maybe I’ll just go sit under the sprinklers as they soak the ground. That might help….. or I might catch pneumonia. Either way the neighbors are sure to notice, don’t you think?

On second thought – better not. I’d probably sit in a pile of doggie poo…..which is organic and therefor does NOT need to be gathered up off the lawn, right?

Oh screw it! Maybe……just maybe…… I’ll treat myself to a yummy dinner (although since I’ll be the one cooking, the definition of ‘yummy’ covers a w-i-d-e spectrum)and then have an after dinner drink…or two. (Yes, the Jack Daniels made it through the move unharmed. Good thing. Losing my table is one thing… but messing with my whiskey……..whoa!) Then I’ll have a loving chat with Chickie. Then I’ll go out into the back yard and howl at the moon naked.

What the heck? This neighborhood seems entirely too staid and manicured for my mental health.

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Oh, no, I am peeing my pants!!!!!!!! Welcome to the neighborhood! You’re certainly going to upset the natural suburban balance! LMAO!! BTW, those brown spots are probably from doggy pee; it’s so acidic it turns grass brown–I’ve got a brown back yard, so I know these things. Sounds as though you just need to get settled in, you know, adjusted to the new place. Howling at the moon helps!

September 17, 2002

HAAAA! Sounds like a plan to me. ~;D

September 17, 2002

Lots of good conversations had with Jack Daniels…many people can atest to that…huggles

YIKES!!!! Your new diary certainly is a bright one! LOL!! What else to expect from a bright woman!

Chinch bugs! ??????? I have been mowing for years and no idea that there were such things! Thank you for your note. The strong yellow and blue are a wow! Alexias PS Beware the chinch bugs and remember that the Truth is OUT THERE maybe on the lawn…

September 17, 2002

*chuckle* As long as the booze is still all right, the end of the world could come and we could all toast it. =) Love the new look, after I got over the initial color shock, it was pretty cheery!

Wait, let me go grab that Mud slide out of the fridge, I’ll join you, okay? 🙂

dont forget to breathe

The yellow is a bit eye-searing, but it’s certainly bright. I like the howling naked at the moon part. I can certainly help you there. As for the aura, well, I can *try* to fluff and buff it to a nice shine, if you think it will help. With a big hug…Torin the Unsigned

Whoa! Bright! LOL! I’ve found in the past that moving throws me out of whack for a month or two — and that’s AFTER settling into a new place! If you are not at this time a country western listener, you might consider becoming one at least temporarily. Very compatible with Jack Daniels and moon-howling. Also very soothing, in a raggedy sort of way. 😀

September 18, 2002

RYN at The Watcher: Tap away. It’ll make a nice counterpoint to my hacking up bits of lung. With a smile and a series of body-wracking coughs…

yup, i think the whisky and the moon thing ought to take care of it…:)

oops, i was signed in to my test diary…it’s blondragon here…:)

September 18, 2002

LOL…..Howling naked at the moon…hey, been there myself a couple of times…..LOL (JD & Wild Turkey – 2 of my favorites) Smiles,

September 19, 2002

It’s probably the staid neighbourhood that’s causing your moods… sounds like it needs some action. Maybe you should move in here, it gets worse each time someone new moves in *grin* btw LOVE the colours. Bright rules. Anyway, who wants a manicured lawn, the natural look is much nicer (and easier!).

September 19, 2002

Wandering around after a new entry in OD. With a smile…

Hoooowwwwwwlllllll. Now I feel all better. Granted I’m not naked at the moment but I still feel better. 🙂 I miss having a real yard!! The one in my mind is choked over with weeds & everytime I think about pulling them up roots & all, I feel overwhelmed. Maybe “Weed Begone”. Is there such a product? I like the bright colors. As far as dinner goes- treat yourself to a night out. 🙂

Last night I was howling at the moon naked. Did no good as the moon seemed not to notice. I gave up as the chinch bugs kept biting my naked butt! And thereby hangs a tale… Revolt of the Chinch Bugs…latest epic from Spielberg…Alex

take care of yrself 😉

September 23, 2002

Yowza!Ok,I’m friggin blind now…I almost thought I was having a flashback.Sure glad Jack made the trip ok…I’d come join ya at the moon howling party but I don’t think I’m up to it yet…and hey, hey, *winks* what would they say when we started singing?!!!Hang in there sweetie, the grass will get green, you’ll tire of mowing it, concrete the yard&paint it green!With Love and giggles,

Funny entry. I love the hangnails in the lawn. I have to mow mine today. By the way, New-cue-lar is how the Brits pronounce it. My soon to be former father in law does alot of work in new-cue-lar industry and he is British. I love spelling it that way. I am getting a divorce from a very anal Brit!

September 24, 2002

Love your style and new finish at your fod :~) You have the Swedish flag´s colors LOVELY! :^) You are wonderful as I knew already friend.

September 24, 2002

Are your ends still loose? With a smile…

September 24, 2002

Urea is an excellent fertilizer. Right out of the dog it’s probably too concentrated for the lawnn

September 24, 2002

LOVE THESE NEW COLORS!