I received a call last night from the nursery, to let me know that the Homestead Purple Verbena was in, and I had twenty-four hours to pick it up. Doesn’t that seem like a rather short time frame?
At any rate, I wanted to return a clematis and pick up the verbena. I stopped at the checkout, and explained that the tag in the pot of clematis said “Nelly Moser,” but it was labeled differently on the outside of the pot. I wanted to make an exchange. They told me to leave the pot at checkout and look for the “Nelly Moser” that I wanted. Of course, they were out.
So, I started working my way through the nursery toward the annual section. Along the way four little pots of basil, and two more of lemon verbena grabbed my arm as I went by. I rounded the corner at the veggies, coming into the stretch, when two pots of tomatoes jumped out in front of my cart. I HAD to rescue them.
While I was there, I thought I might pick up a morning glory that was already two feet tall, but they were out of that, too. This beautiful cardinal vine tempted me instead.
I FINALLY got to the annual information desk, and asked for the verbena. Neither of us could count. I’d ordered nine and came home with seven. BUT….while I was waiting, I found the morning glory I wanted! *G*
Some days ya just have to go with the flow. I’ve got a LOT of planting to do, and I’ll have to make at least one more trip to the nursery. Do you believe that I walked out of there without any dill seed!??
Daily Archives: May 9, 2007
Oh, NO!
The time has come that strikes every woman’s heart with fear. My hairdresser has retired.
I feel so abandoned. She’s gone without a farewell, or even a hint that she was thinking of this.
And what’s worse, is that I have a perm scheduled in two weeks! One of the other stylists has done my hair occasionally, and she will step in to see that my hair continues to get the care it needs. But…..I used to be able to plop myself down in the chair and let K do whatever needed to be done. Now, I’ll be asked, “What would you like?” And I don’t have a CLUE!
Yes……I’m hair inept. I’m embarrassed to admit it, but my hair does what it damn well pleases. I’d SO like to have a fashionable hair do, but that implies that I might have to actually DO something to achieve that state. It’s just not going to happen. When the fashion of the day is BALD….I’ll be right there!
Until then, wish me luck settling in with a new stylist.
Thursday Treat
We have a rare treat in store for us tomorrow night. Dear Husband and I will be going to hear Itzhak Perlman perform. Last fall, when the list of performers for our local venue was published, I bought tickets to three different performances: Stomp, Garrison Keillor, and Perlman.
I love “classical” musicn and would go to any concert of this type, but I chose the tickets for Itzhak Perlman because Dear Husband goes around whistling arias by Mozart. I think they may have scheduled something by Mozart for this concert. It was DH’s birthday gift last fall. He’s had to wait a LONG TIME for it to come to fruition.
We’ll go to dinner, and then head to the concert. We’ll be up later than usual for a week night, but what a great reason to stay up! I won’t have pictures on Friday morning, but I’m sure I’ll have comments about what I expect to be a great performance!