I’m more than a little ticked with Dear Husband tonight. He has control of the TV remote, so he’s usually the person who chooses what we watch.
You need to know that I love cutesy polar bear pictures. I think I may have temporarily cleaned out the supply in Alaska when we visited two years ago.
Tonight, he chose a science show about polar bears. I should have known better than to get caught up in it. OF COURSE, it showed a male polar bear hunting polar bear cubs as a food source. OF COURSE, it showed a baby polar bear dying of exhaustion.
I know this is the reality of polar bear life, but I don’t need to be faced with it in my own home. I don’t care for ANY of the shows that show animals being killed in their natural environment. I understand the situation. I can’t do anything about it, so why would I want to watch it?
It must be a guy thing, because it certainly isn’t my cup of tea.
I want the remote for the next week or two.

I was talking with a friend a week or so ago, and he made an off-hand comment about women and their secrets.
Whoa…..what was that?? I backed up and asked him just what he meant. I never really got a definitive answer. He feels that women keep secrets from men, and I personally think that we ALL have secrets, to some degree or other.

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I had planned to tell you what the Seven Wonders of Chicago are, but Dear Husband threw out the paper before I could blog. I’d even set it aside so that it wouldn’t go out with the other papers! He’s just too conscientious about his garbage job.

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This week, on the evening news, the reporters were talking about the animals which had been evacuated from the Gulf area. A number of vets and shelters in the Chicago area have taken in the pets and are trying to find them temporary homes. Those who adopt these pets have to sign a contract which stipulates that they will return the pet to it

B.B. King is 80! In an interview, he said that he never sings when Lucille is playing, and she never plays when he sings. (Lucille is his guitar). It must be that conversation between the two of them that makes his music so fascinating.

Summer is over and the kids are back in school. I’ve lost my two summer helpers. I managed to get a picture of one of them watering the garden on his last visit. For a ten year old, he did a wonderful job watering this garden at the front door, and my herb garden. We were working one day and I asked him if he knew what plant he was watering, and he could name most of the culinary herbs.
I miss their company in the gardens.

Last Monday was Labor Day. Half of Dear Husband’s kids came to spend the afternoon with us, and I went off the deep end with preparations.
My extended family numbers somewhere between 40 and 50 people, and when I cook for them it takes me all day. I figured that Dear Husband’s kids deserved the same effort.
Next year, when we do this again, remind me….NO GREEN! NO SALADS!!!
I swear, I had a brain spasm. I don’t know what I was thinking! I was in the kitchen at seven, and the kids weren’t coming until some time after two. There would be four additional adults at the table, and one granddaughter. I made enough to feed the entire neighborhood.

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Last Sunday we were invited to visit my brother’s home and gardens. He and his wife have been working for several years on their gardens. Originally the lot was a flat area that backed up to a railroad track. So, he trucked in some topsoil and they created a low berm that was edged with limestone.
Then they had a stone patio added to the back of the house with weathered wood rafters to support vines. There’s a fountain, and a grill, and the sidewalk meanders around the sides of the house passing through arbors with beautiful roses.
The berm was difficult to mow, so they installed a fence, and then trucked in more loads of dirt to create a terraced garden. The blend of plants is beautiful. There are shrubs and trees, annuals, perennials, herbs, roses….everything. My sister-in-law chooses the plants; my brother does the dirty work. She and I strolled along the path, and I would either call out the name of the plant, or ask her what it was. She’s a firm believer in mushroom compost, and you can tell it from the size of the plants. She has the biggest “Autumn Joy” seedum that I have ever seen!
I need to have them sign on to help with the renovation of my gardens! And while they are at it….I’d like a slate patio with a little brook bubbling through it on the west side of the house. We could trail a vine here…and one there…and RHODIES……we could plant rhododendrons! I can see the raccoons lounging back on the patio furniture, sipping tall drinks.