Tuesday, April 20, 2010

A paean to cat litter and edible frogs

I think I've finally figured out the problem with My weight: I'm carrying around two extra bags of cat litter.

The large bags. The ones that you have to wrestle into the trunk of the car -- Or, more precisely, the ones that two people have to wrestle into the trunk of the car.

And, as there's only one of Me sitting here at the moment, this simply will not do.

In other news, I read a book on the weekend: Eat That Frog! by Brian Tracy. It's a quick read, short and sweet and to the point. That point is, well, do something about the things that are bugging you. And do those things first, not 'whenever'...

*rrbt*

Shush, you. You're not the frog I'm looking for.

*rrbt?*

No, seriously. I'm not wallpapering the house tonight. Or researching how to solve the Rubik's Cube on My desk. I'm sitting here with My support stockings duly in place (darned annoying things, they are), trying to figure out how to weigh only 3 bags of cat litter instead of 5 bags of cat litter.

After all, the cats go through the blasted stuff fast enough...

(P.S.: Brian, get better soon.)

Monday, April 12, 2010

I can see My dragon from here!

I did a little gardening yesterday.

And the only reason I say 'a little' gardening is that I did not use power tools or high explosives to do it.

Armed only with a shovel, a dandelion puller, a pair of anvil cutters, a stack of kitchen garbage bags and an old bucket, I successfully removed approximately forty raspberry canes from the front of My yard.

About a dozen of the most viable canes immediately went back into the ground in a patch of soil beside the house. Another ten got tossed into bags and thence into My Cavalier (along with eight bags of topsoil), and were transported in due course over to the Parental Units' home and then put back into the ground. (Mind you, My Dad and I had to shovel away about 50 square feet of limestone gravel in order to find the ground... Fortunately, the earth under the rocks had been covered with polyurethane sheeting so the pH of the soil probably isn't too alkaline.)

The remaining bits and pieces of raspberry plant, most of them dried out and without buds, are heaped up in the back yard and will probably go on to new careers as compost.

And I've already started to confiscate the gravel from My parents' back yard, because I do need a better path through the back yard at Astrejurhof.

Best of all... The sight lines at the front of My house are now clear, and My friend George the Dragon can once more be seen.

I'd say it was worth it.

Photos by Red.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Test lizard, proceed with caution

The problem with being an eccentric artist-geek Goddess is that sometimes You just plain run out of Stuff.

(looks in trashcan and sniffles loudly) In other words, I'm out of glue -- Or, more precisely, the three-year-old tube of Automotive Goop that I did have is all dried out. I only managed to squeeze out enough of it to stick up one glow-in-the-dark lizard. It's currently clinging to the side of the bookcase in My office, with a piece of scotch tape to keep it from plummeting while the adhesive hardens.


And I'm not so sure that the glue will harden properly, after all this time lying dormant in the supplies box. I wouldn't be surprised if a member of the Dark Legion comes trotting into the bedroom at 3 a.m. with the aforementioned lizard in his or her mouth. Startled, yes. Surprised, no.

Whether My test subject survives the night or not, I think I'll pop 'round to the shops for some serious stickums...

...Five-minute epoxy. Give Me a tube of that stuff, and I could -- Dare I say -- Rule the world!

Mm... No, I already did that around the turn of the Millenium. Being Queen of Earth was too much like work.

Mind the lizard, please.