prostitute garden
mara popped by today. she's also known as mary poppins in some circles. i was just commenting the other day to someone about how no one ever pops by anymore. it's a lost art. i think yvonne and i talked about it once too. i was so pleased that someone came by unannounced. it's such an honor that she feels like she knows me that well. she outta, she was at the births of both the kids.
anyway, we were talking about composting and such and i was telling her that i really want to have a vegetable garden this year. what, with the empty lot next door and all. did you know you can sprout just about anything? i mean, maybe my first grade teacher just sucked, but i didn't know this. or maybe i just forgot. whatever. onions, carrot, potatoes, garlic, beans. anything will grow! i know this is probably not news to anyone and a tad bit jessica simpson of me, but seriously, i'm pretty thrilled.
ok and this may not be much of a fantasy, but i often dream about a magnificent garden. full of flowers and vegetables and herbs and bees.
also. tonight. art prostitute talk at cityplace. 6pm. the guys from ap were on the glen mitchell show today. i missed it, but will be attending the talk tonight with nyddia. hell yeah.
