Another Year Older...

...with the recent torrential rain in our area and such beautiful gray skies, being the first sunny day today, I was actually inspired to go get some plants. Okay, so the husband has asked me a few times (very nicely and patiently) to get some on a weekday since it's a mob on weekends. Still, I went out there in the screaming heat. Takes A LOT of initiative on my part you know :)

I came home from Lowes with a bunch of stuff... culinary herbs, fruits and vegetables, marigolds and little flowers that have no petals (I hate flowers with five regular petals) and just some color for our very dull deck. I figured being a year older now, I'd try something new instead of leaving the planting to my husband. BIG MISTAKE! The only smart thing I did was to go out there equipped with my gardening gloves (brand new from last year of course) - which are sitting in the thrash can right now. We had some leftover soil (or at least something black and ikky) and I poured them out onto one of those long ugly containers and bravely I dug into it with my gloved hands... it felt ok... and sort of planted the marigolds... ok, I have no idea how much soil I need so when Bruce comes home to the deck of terror, he might have a good laugh but hey, at least I tried. I stayed out there for a neverending 10 mins and I'm leaving the rest of the planting to Bruce... I'm sure he likes it a lot more than I do.

Well, at least after this experiance, I know one thing's for sure. One year older or not... I still hate the sun, I hate the feeling of it on my skin, I hate soil and flowers and plants of all sorts... I hate gloves that are not lined so your hands don't actually stay clean (what's the bloody point?!) and I hate gardening (even tho' it was just on the deck).

Maybe I'd try again next May...