driptastic...

things have been mad around here. we finally got around (ie. got enough money) to paint

our monstrosity of a house. don't get me wrong, i love her dearly, but i will never buy

another wooden house again. which, of course, means that my next house will be even

more wooden and older than this one.

anymoneydownthetoilet, there have been workers/painters crawling on ladders and

subtly glancing through second floor windows like incognito peeping-toms for weeks.

i brushed my teeth for them, made out with chris, fought with chris, picked my nose,

took a nap. and those are just the things i'm aware of them seeing.

i guess i felt like my indoor performance was enough and put off outdoor chores until

they were done.

they're done and i finally got my raised beds built and the drip system installed.

i'm running a bit late on the plants for texas, but they are still gonna be kickin' by

summer. this house is so old i know the soil is filled with lead from all of the old paint

over the past century. i had 3 cubic yards of organic soil delivered (too much) and

chris and i spent the next week wheelbarrow-ing it anywhere and everywhere we could

think of to dump it. now, the plants are home and happy.

and so am i.

next stop, salsa-ville.