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[bloodyrosemccoy]

Got my squash all planted today! It feels really late, but the packets did say "one week after last frost," and that means I'm right on the nose there. Now if I can only keep them planted, what with all the garden pests going around digging them back up. And by "garden pests," I mean Mom'n'Dad. They're worse than gophers. And like gophers, their own goals are totally reasonable to them. They are fixing up the staircase down to my garden, which is really nice of them, but it seems to necessitate digging up all the seeds I had just so carefully planted.

But at least the corn and the sunflowers both seem to be on their way up! And I didn't actually kill my tomato starts, so that's always good.

Also, apparently there is catnip in the garden. Either that or my cat is really interested in botany.

I can only imagine what it must be like to be mobbed by scrub jays when you're stoned. The cat reports that it is not a lot of fun, though.

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Meanwhile, my sister sent me an author! Or, at least, there was an author doing a debut book tour at my sister's book shop, and they struck up a conversation, and somehow I came up. And when my sister found out the nice author lady would be doing an appearance at one of our local bookshops, she told me to go find her.

I'm not sure how this will work out--nice author lady writes thrillers and I do not--but it's nice to have someone cheering for you. And I returned the favor of cheering, all like "Dude, you got published! High five!"

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I may actually be almost maybe going to start my museum job this week! Possibly. I still have no idea what it entails--in fact, since the orientation, I have LESS of an idea. I will let y'all know on Tuesday what is up there.

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And in "The Arbitrary Rules Of Life Still Hold" news, the month of May has not at all relaxed its Ahab-like vendetta against my family. It's been piling stressful and uncool things all over us this month. I'm just hoping the barrage ends before, say, we discover the cat's been running a meth lab in the basement when it suddenly explodes or something. That would fit right in with my May, dammit. Let's just skip right along to June, shall we?

Comments

[http://users.livejournal.com/_wastrel/]

Right on about that! Even for a month which is always the most stressful month of the year, this May's definitely been the worst month of my entire life. I'll race you to June!

[westrider.livejournal.com]

Thirded. It was actually the morning of May 1st that all the crap that's been messing me up started hitting.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_wastrel/]

No shit! This month's been bad luck all around for just about everyone, it seems. You get horrid May sympathies too. *offers*

[westrider.livejournal.com]

Thank you. You have all my sympathy as well.

[padparadscha.livejournal.com]

With luck June 1st will be better.

[westrider.livejournal.com]

Thank you. Best of luck to you as well.

[padparadscha.livejournal.com]

Aw, man, that's no good! Sorry to hear that.

[bean-bunny.livejournal.com]

Sup just planted squash buddy. I'm hoping mine sprout soon. Next week. I hope.

[padparadscha.livejournal.com]

Yay! I'm hoping mine sprout soon, too--we just got a bunch of rain yesterday, which either watered them nicely or washed them away. (I have yet to check--if I thought it was treacherous getting to my garden without stairs BEFORE, man don't even ASK about it ow that it's muddy.)

What kind of squash did you plant? I did all winter squash--pumpkins and Lakota squash and acorn squash and the like. I don't like summer squash. (People are like, "But did you PLANT IT?" and I'm like, "... why WOULD I if I don't like it?")

[bean-bunny.livejournal.com]

Yellow and pickling cucumber. Maybe this year if I get more than one pickling cucumber, I can make pickles.

[(Anonymous)]

The gophers think there are snails and slugs munching on your marigolds; we aren't.