While were on guessing games, you
may recall that I said the frogs eat watermelon. Obviously that isn’t true.
Someone told Cedric that they eat watermelon and corn and it just sounded kind
of ridiculous. The more I thought about it, the more absurd it seemed. I mean,
think about it: what do frogs eat?
Insects. They are carnivorous, not herbivorous. What should that tell a person?
Maybe that they eat meat, not fruits and vegetables? After all, they have at
most rudimentary cone teeth and only on their upper jaw (if I remember
correctly). In any case, if someone
tries to tell you that frogs eat watermelon, you can rest assured that they, in
fact, do not.
Most of yesterday morning after
breakfast I spent in front of the screen house planting plants (what an odd
concept, don’t you think—planting plants?). Some of them I had bought
(cilantro, garden sage, lavender, apple mint, lemon thyme, chocolate mint,
rosemary and basil) and some of them that were given to us (by some woman who
was giving things away in Sturbridge [I think]—Paul’s friend Fred picked them
up and brought them here) or that I went and picked up (from another woman who
was cleaning up her yard in Athol). I know I got some bleeding heart from Athol
and some lilies but the others I’m not sure what they are without looking them
up and I haven’t done that yet. There was some evening primrose but it may not
have survived because it took me so long to get it planted. Some cone flowers
as well but at least I got some of them planted along the stone wall at the end
of the driveway.
The afternoon was mostly spent
finding pictures for Cedric and Seth birthday stories. I posted Cedric’s
yesterday (http://www.mywindingroadtomidwifery.blogspot.com/2012/07/cedrics-birthday.html)
and Seth’s is ready to go. In fact, I might just do that right now. Here it is:
http://mywindingroadtomidwifery.blogspot.com/.
At first I wasn’t finding any for Cedric but at the very bottom of the tote
with pictures were a couple envelopes of mostly Cedric. I was also looking for
Joseph pictures but didn’t find many. Only one envelope of them and they aren’t
dated. Becky, if you know the date of the baby shower we had for Joseph, let me
know.
I also spent some time perusing my
journals for entries leading up to Joseph’s birth. I have a dead area there—one
entry in November ends mid-sentence and the next entry is the July before
Joseph was born. I think I might find the missing months on a computer but
haven’t taken the time to look yet. The account of his birth was long enough to
contribute to a longer story than any of his older brothers or sisters as it
is. Not to mention I’m not sure I really want to read all of that—things were
getting pretty bad by then and reading about it probably raises my blood
pressure.
Yesterday was a pretty good day
temperature and weather wise. It was in the high 70’s or low 80’s and the
humidity wasn’t too awful. Last night we had a little thunder storm and more
rain than the previous night. The night before only barely got the surface of
the garden wet; last night went down a little farther—not far enough, but
father (enough to make the rhododendron in front of the screen house perk up).
It was kind of funny because Joseph sometimes comes to bed with us. Last night
he came in about midnight and said, “I saw a flashing light outside.”
“That’s lightening,” I told him.
“Ohhhhh.”
That was too early for him to come
to bed so I sent him to the bathroom and told him he could come back later
which he did. He likes to snuggle right up against me so once he’s in bed, I
don’t generally move a whole lot. That wouldn’t be too bad but if I don’t move
during the night, my back tends to hurt in the morning (and not the part that
was broken); not being a big fan of pain, I don’t like that and try to avoid it.
Thus far today, the flowers on the
front steps have been moved for the day as well as the Jetta and the truck so
that a goat (happens that Goldilocks is the lucky one) can eat all the vines
and yummy stuff in front of the house. Amena, Cedric, Seth and Joseph are
playing in and around the big tree by the screen house which is good because
they can keep an eye on Goldilocks to make sure she stays out of trouble (such
as eating things she ought not to).
We had black and blue berry muffins
for breakfast although they didn’t get done until after Paul had left for work.
He took Laura with him because they needed someone else to work today. Paul
works in sales along with Walter Cyr who is also a masseuse and Blair who is
the inventor and owner of the company. There are a couple of guys who work ‘in
back’ who build or put together the systems. That is where they needed someone
else to work. I think it’s an easy way to earn some money. They need an office
manager as well who can deal with cash flow (hey mom—want a job? Even just part
time?) because Blair is awful at that. I would volunteer if I had either more
education in that area (which I’m working on) or more experience.
Joanna works at 11:00 today so she’ll
be leaving fairly shortly. And that’s about that.
Have a spectacular day!
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