I’ve had a good couple of days. I finished a letter I’d long been wanting to write- and now I’ve just got to send it. It was one of those letters full of things that could possibly make you look like a complete fool, but I’ve come to realize that life is too important to think like that. I’m always finding myself reassured by people who are just honestly themselves. They leave me feeling like all the things I think but do not say are totally normal and fine. I have met several people like this and I catch myself inhaling their confidence and unique energy. Anyway, long story short, it’s important for me to send this letter. Cuz screw my insecurities.
Last night was my grandpa’s 90th birthday. He looks, oh, 70 or so. I’m hoping he’s around for a while. Afterwards was meant to be “girl’s night” which I was late for, so I ended up just having a cocktail with one of my friends a couple of blocks from my house. It was really nice. I was only out for a couple of hours, but I was able to just get lost in conversation and laughing and just being out. We talked like we always do, but there’s something about going out at night that is really refreshing. I woke up this morning feeling good. I think I should do that more often- just making a point to go out and do something with friends and leave the baby with Jeff for a bit. This girl’s night thing is slated to be once a month, but I think I need a once a week evening outing sans-baby. Plus, I got home late and the house was quiet and dark. I slipped into bed and turned on my dim light and laid my hand on Vera’s back and said a quick prayer for her and felt her breathing. Then I looked at Jeff, all silly and long with a pillow over his head. I went to sleep feeling even more grateful for my family.
There is something so friendly about inchworms.
I caught a serious looking spider that day. I’m not really scared of them, but sometimes I get paranoid that they will have kazillions of babies in my pillow or something. So I like to escort them outside whenever possible.
The monthly backyard shot. You can see the strings to the right going up to the awning. You can’t really see them but those are where the hops plants are growing- I got them for Jeff as a graduation present. They will make a cool natural screen I think. From closest to furthest we are growing: Bed #1- tomatillos (pineapple, purple, and regular), beets, spinach, and red spinach. Bed #2: Summer squash (pattypan, zucchini, crookneck), radishes (white icicle and red), celery, nasturtium. Bed #3: Brussel sprouts, salad mix, red leaf lettuce, collard greens, arugula. In other parts of the yard we’ve also got lots of tomatoes, more lettuces, cucumbers, more nasturtium, peppers, eggplant, winter squash, pole beans, cilantro and basil. It’s going to be a delicious year.
She’s got this bald spot on the back of her head. It’s from her head rubbing against her bouncy chair and whatever else she’s laying on. Anyway, it’s so funny and prominent because she’s got so much hair everywhere else. I’ve found it’s a perfect spot to kiss, though.
Quote of the day:
“The past with its pleasures, its rewards, its foolishness, its punishments, is there for each of us forever, and it should be.” -Lillian Hellman