Monday, July 14, 2008
So today, we talk about the major happenings in my life. When we left for vacation, my cucumbers were growing like gangbusters, with loads of cukes ready for the picking. So I'd asked my in-laws to pick 'em (and eat 'em) while we were gone. Which worked great, until we realized that we'd managed to give my MIL the house keys...then take them back. Ugh. So short of jumping the fence, there was no way my little cukes were going to get picked. I come back, and one of the plants is dead, real dead. Like leaves crumbling to dust dead. But just the one. The other one is fine, but not producing as copiously as it was. Best I can tell, some bug must have attacked it. Although I have spied signs of ladybugs, lots of them, come to move into my garden and eat all those nasty bugkilling bugbabies. Yay!
Added to that, I'm still fighting the bunnies, and now the squirrels too for my produce. Grrr. One squirrel just sat in the plants looking at me like, "Yeah, so?" As I walked up on it. Where was my champion, my attack dog, my defender from all things rodent in my garden? Sniffing under the magnolia for the known bunny nest we can't get to. Guh. Crazy dog. Wish he'd try for the ones in plain sight again. I'm seriously thinking about putting out traps and having rabbit for dinner. 'Cept, rabbit tastes nasty. At least I got a heck of a workout yesterday keeping the tomatoes out of bunny teeth. A storm knocked over our tomato stakes, so we had to put them back, and tie the tomatoes, which were then a sprawling, heavy mass, onto the stakes. Bwahahah, loverly little nightshade fruits out of reach of the rabbits.
Now for the pool. We got back and knew we were going to have to deal with the liner. My God, what a workout! We were out there for hours, raking out stones they missed the first time, then stretching the derned thing, strapping it down, bolting it in place. There were three of us (adults) and eventually we still had to recruit the kids for help. Stretch and hold and pray... we all came out sunburned. But now, as of today at around ehhh, 3:30 this afternoon, the pool will be ready for use. (We just have to let the shock circulate for 24 hours first.) We've still got a few minor drips around where things connect, but so far, so good, and those are under control thanks to the joy of outdoor caulking. I can't wait to get in, although my hubby says he'll never be able to enjoy the pool because it's been so much work. Guh, he's such a grump sometimes.
Onto other news to end this ramble. The ankle is better, although this weekend with the weather changes, it was awful! I don't think it's up to 100%, but I think I can manage picking up the excercise routine again, as long as I keep it supported with the brace. The pool will help some too, I'm sure. Gosh, I can't wait to get in. I'm having a debate with myself about my Curves goal though. I'll keep going, but I'm beginning to wonder if I should push for that 150-workouts t-shirt. Before we went on vacation, I was wiped and I knew it. I don't think my muscles were getting adequate rest and recovery, and I wonder if I wasn't shooting myself in the foot by pushing it. I haven't come to any definate conclusions, but I'm done with unrealistic goals. And if that Curves one is unrealistic, just for this year, then I'll put it aside for the next year.
In other news, I've been reading Jillian Michael's books, Making the Cut and Winning by Losing. They really are a lot similar, although I know in Making the Cut, she insists you need to use the first book if you're trying to do more than just shred the last 10-20 pounds. Really, the excercises and the workouts are similar, the body typing and how much to eat is similar, just yeah, it's a lot of the same. I like MtC better though because it came with a month's worth of menus, and lazy me, I like that. Especially when the menus involve lots of foods I'm getting from the CSA.
So today kicks off the official, back in the saddle day for me. Tracking and excercise and keeping up with all stuff Spark.