Buy new beans

Cringe.

After the last blog entry, I was under the sink, trying to find the hot water tap shut off, to stem the steady leak of hot water under the sink (turns out we don't have one in the kitchen itself, I'll have to shut off the hot water right at the tank in the very scary basement.) I was thinking how lame the blog entry was, and I was coming up with all sorts of pithy follow-ups.

All gone now.

I sit down to do what I love doing most, and not a thing comes to mind.

I picked 18 green beans from the garden yesterday. Pretty damn o.k. considering my first batch of beans never came up, and I didn't get the second planting of beans into the ground until mid July. Note to self: next year don't be cheap. Buy new beans for planting.

The carrots are close to ready for picking, if the tall feathery fronds are any indication. We have tons of green cherry tomatoes on the vines. I pinched off new flowers to try to give the fruits a chance to grow and ripen without competition. Now if only the weather holds for a couple of weeks... sunny days and nights without frost is what we need, but already at the beginning of September there is no guarantee. The mosquitoes are out again, and though they are the bain of spring and early summer, now as fall comes on, the hope is that the mosquitoes are around because the weather is holding at a nice warm tomato friendly temperature.

A few days ago a house inspector (aka Prince of Darkness) walked through the house, called our Tea House/ Cottage a storage shed, derided our choice to buy a historic house and renovate, rather than buy a new pre-fab, and evaluated our house, and land about 70K less than the total we've put into it so far. After an episode that I can only describe as an emotional hurricane - my brain whirling, and bolts of panic, which lasted a day or two, I'm feeling like the storm has washed away, and I've come to myself again. Today is sunny, and I can't help but feel optimistic: we've paid off some insurance and credit card bills, Charles is sure of working through to December, and I've had an inquiry about Web design. The kids have mowed the lawn, and washed the morning dishes. We're starting to set our alarm clocks earlier each day in preparation for the start of school. The echinicea's are flowering. All five cats came in last night and piled around me on the bed.

Life is good.

feeling the #%&@* love, Julie

I finished reading Julie/Julia. Loved it. Enjoyed the movie. Loved the book. Loved the f#*& language. Won't be writing like that here, but certainly enjoyed it.

I finally caved and am reading the blog that started it off. I figure one or two entries and accompanying comments per day, should get me most of the way through another long PEI winter. So then I clicked on a link on one of the commentators' comments, and it brought me here to the blog account I opened about a year ago.

Well. O.k.

As I mentioned to my own personal Julie, we calls her Jules, the book was great, and so damn depressing, as I relate absolutely to Julie's feeling of slogging along as a drone in a get-nowhere job. But I didn't come up with a great, quirky idea that would catapult me to stardom. Nor have I been able to come up with anything since. However, have started using my bread machine again. Baby steps.

Oh, and then I made the mistake of watching "Grey Gardens." There's my future. I even have the rundown house in the country. We're well on our way, babe.