First Sunday

Slept so in this morning that I had to keep checking to see if it was Sunday. Noon hgl reading was high, until I realized that by noon all my insulins had worn off. Considering that, it was okay.

Did not have a proper lunch till I got back from Lowe's, around 2:30. I got everything on my list, plus a couple of sweet basil plants, a seedless lime tree which had baby limes growing on it, and a yellow rose bush. And 4 miracle grow garden soil bags (they only had the small ones, but my rationalization is they are easier to wrangle than the big ones).

Home, plugged the car back in 'cause I was going to go out again.  Put the miracle grow and the rose bush in the wheel barrow I'd lugged from behind the shed, and parked them at the end of the drive against the house.

Pulled the not quite dead dwarf orange bush out of its way too heavy clay pot, did not realize orange bushes had long sharp thorns, and as a result decorated the porch with a lot of dirt. It was hot and I was hungry so left the mess & went inside. Lunch was a salami sandwich, cole slaw on the side. Two soil-filled small pots were brought in from the porch where they had failed to grow rose cuttings, and the two basil plants were planted into one of them, the other's soil was dumped on an uncultivated part of the carport garden. I was going to toss the two sweet basil plants already on the kitchen table, but maybe tomorrow.

Unplugged the car and headed for a new massage place. As I was backing out, a shit-4-brains Fedex driver decided that would be a good time to come up the driveway with a package. I almost hit him - I was looking the other way backing out, trying not to hit the wheel barrow. Had him leave the box on the steps.

The massage place is near a Togo's I had lunch at a lot when I was at Moto. There used to be a good massage place across the street, but it was sold and the new owners gentrified it. Made it a couples-friendly place.

Had a good massage, Chinese woman spoke good English. There was a horse figurine on the shelf, I asked her if the Chinese word for horse was "ma", which is what it is in Thai. She said yes, but it's a rising tone. In Thai. "ma" means horse, mother, dog, come in, and one other thing, depending on the tone. Looked it up, ghost/giant is the 5th one.

Home, was going to get a #9 at Togo's but there had been a spill, and it was cordoned off for mopping. But I did stop off at the Arab/Mexican/India market, and bought two jars of pistachio halvah from Lebanon. They don't carry the marbled chocolate ones, and the other brands were from Turkey, which means expensive and inferior. Also bought some ginger and a can of mini stuffed grape leaves. The line was slow, and long.

It was starting to get chilly and windy. Took the dustpan and brush and put all the dirt back into the clay pot. Pulled all three dying pawpaw saplings from their big pots, and a dying star jasmine from the front garden. Knocked the dirt off them on the compost heap and put them in the garden recycle bin. Dumped the soil from two of the pawpaw pots and the clay pot into the front garden, washed them out and set the pawpaw pots on the porch to dry and the clay pot and its clay water catcher next to a similar one on the edge of the front garden.

The third pawpaw pot I trowelled out the middle and transplanted the lime tree into it. That's now sitting where the orange bush was. The trowelled soil was added to the tops of the Thai lime trees and the bay laurel.

Work still to be done:
Dump the miracle grow in the front garden to build it up enough to plant the yellow rose, and also transplant two rose bushes which the juniper tree is killing in the corner garden, and put them in the front garden. I may also break out some rose fertilizer and dose the rose garden.

Watched the UW-Fresno game, and while I liked the big score the huskies piled up in the first half, after the first play of the 3rd quarter they didn't score again, and let Fresno score a couple of times. This means that like last year, the UW will be toast if it loses enough first stringers.

And again, the idiots in the booth spent more time talking about trivia than calling the game. And the idiot director kept cutting in medleys of previous plays so much that at times I had no idea which was the actual game and what was replay.

Dinner was falafel, mini stuffed grape leaves, artichoke hearts and spanikopita. Pistachio halvah for dessert.

Plans for tomorrow:
Gardening
Maybe hang out downtown

You Never Can Tell On FaceBoook

Lately FB's rules about who gets to see which friends-of-friends postings has relaxed a lot, and I'm seeing comments on friends' pages from friends of mine who do not have any connection to said poster other than me. It's interesting. And corollary to this, when I post something, it's sometimes a surprise who clicks one of the "like" buttons.

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Took a while to decide to turn off the alarm and the lights at 7:30. Slept till 9, with the conscious thought that I would need a nap in the afternoon.

Did not go anywhere today, but Got Things Done™. One thing which took too long and was too awkward was extracting the three jugs of floor cleaner from the box. Jet.com had made a mess of three different deliveries in the past due to sloppy packaging (the crushed and leaking gallon of liquid hand soap was the last straw) but they were the only place which would ship this stuff for a reasonable price. The jugs were in sealed plastic bags, and the box was packed solidly with Styrofoam® peanuts. Had to scoop out a lot of peanuts, and find a bag to put them in, before I could pull out the jugs. And then I needed to make room in the laundry room cabinet for them, because Round 2 won't be today.

It was "only" 75F outside, so after some procrastination in the form of NFL football (Chiefs game I was not at all interested in) I finally donned a hat, grabbed my garden gloves, took the rake and shovel out of the shed and wheeled the bags of Miracle-Gro and the rose bush out front. There already was about 3 bags' worth of soil from the pawpaw pots, so I only added two more to the pile, raked it even, and dug a hole in the middle. Transplanted to rose bush from its container to the hole, and filled it in. Used the rake to make a moat in front like the book says to do.

Took the other two bags to the corner nearest the front steps, where a star jasmine sapling had been doing fine until it wasn't watered for 15 days in 100°+ weather. It's in the recycle bin. Took a look at the two roses I thought were dying under the neighbor's juniper bush, but saw that the furthest one had healthy leaves on a sturdy branch pointing away from the juniper, so I left it to thrive there among the other roses.  Dumped the two bags of soil onto the chosen spot, dug a hole in the middle and dug out the nearest rose bush by the juniper and plopped it into the Miracle-Gro. Watered them both.

That work pooped me out pretty badly, so I went inside to recover, after putting the tools back in the shed.

Had to back up the car to get the wheel barrow back to behind the shed, and also to make room to wheel out the garbage and recycle bins. While I was wheeling out the garden recycle bin, across the street neighbor Lou came over to ask me how much it had cost to paint my house, because in the last inspection they told him to paint his, which didn't really need it. He can't afford it, either. He made the mistake of telling the park manager that he can't afford to paint, and was upset that the park manager said he would pass that along to corporate. Nothing to worry about, corporate had told us to ignore that last inspection except for safety issues.

It takes a long time to get either one of us to shut up, so we talked for maybe half an hour.

Inside, hunkered down to Tivo, watched the Seahawks-49ers game, which was sad. Both teams have apparently provided their receivers with KY jelly to put on their gloves. Or something. Some way off target passes as well, and both teams were launching running up the middle plays as if they still had Marshawn Lynch and Frank Gore. Both defenses did a great job up front. Seahawks scored their first TD of the season, then missed the extra point. And once again, Tivo cut off the recording 5 minutes too soon, during a cliffhanger finish. I need to revise the settings on my wishlists.

Time to decide between a trip to downtown Starbucks with the laptop, or a nap. The nap won. 5-ish, I set an alarm for 8. Spook was already asleep in the bedroom doggie bed. Slept well for an hour.

This time The Orville was shown at the scheduled time, so I was able to watch it on Tivo, FF past commercials. I was not as impressed with this episode as I was with the first one, except the tech, which is superb. This one was too much all about Seth, and it ripped off Slaughterhouse Five. Kermit The Frog was a nice touch, though.

Dinner was roast beef & mashed & beans & shredded corn. Marie C does not know how to do veggies. Ice cream for dessert.

No time to watch the Raiders game. Tomorrow. maybe.

I signed up for a matchmaker site which was hyped on Coast To Coast AM, paranormaldate.com. Turned out to be free to join and create a major profile, but they want $19/month a year in advance to be able to read messages. Their search feature is pretty good, and showed me there is only one non-religious person in California in their database. I guess there are not a lot of atheists who believe in an afterlife. But to me paranormal is a lot broader than that. I haven't found the "delete my account" button, and am getting a steady stream of email from desperate people all over the country, plus three or four ads a day. I used Spook's email account.

Plans for tomorrow:
Work
Probably Boss will miss our sync again, unless she's received a new box, which I'm not allowed to say anything specific about, for me to test.
Movie? Raiders replay?