Sunday, April 25, 2010

Gardening brings life to Philadelphia row home

Plants don't really like me that much. Before Corey left for a few weeks in March, he said his little goodbyes to our current house plants, knowing that it may be the last time he saw them alive and healthy.

But when spring burst into Philadelphia in early April, I had the itch to really conquer my feeling of gardening inadequacy. With the masterful (and hilarious) help of Lindsay Reilly, I actually planted a plant. Did have have to ask her a million questions? Yes. Could my gardening instincts be any less natural? Probably not. But at the end of the day I had beautiful window boxes, herbs, vegetables and flowers and a good many laughs under my sleeve. Good weather, good friends, a little dirt, a pitcher of pink lemonade -- a perfect gardening day.

The Process

The Result

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Snowy Day

It's the second biggest snowfall in Philly history, during the second snowiest winter in Philly history. And it took something this big to slow me down? That says a lot about our lives recently. We have been running at break neck speed. It's a wonder our necks did not actually break. Between closing on our house, moving, working, starting new jobs, traveling, keeping up a social life, and trying to be the perfect twenty-something...we got lost in the shuffle.

If I wasn't filling my time with something, I was behind. So rush to Target, you know, you can't have an empty living room even during your first week in a house. And, I need to cook. I haven't cooked anything new in so long; does that make me a bad person? Wait, I've got to print our wedding picture and can't forget that I need to make that vision and dental appointment. Uh oh, my nails look horrible and I don't have anything new to wear to work but what about those friends I haven't called in weeks?

And then it snowed.

And it kept snowing.

And I couldn't go anywhere.

And I had the best day I've had in a while.

You know you are on the wrong course when it takes a snow drift blocking you doorway to keep from rushing out of it. So yesterday I slowed down. I disengaged from turbo mode and just took my time. I did a little cooking, and a little reading. I took a long shower and shaved my legs like a woman who has some time on her hands. Not like usual where my main concern is that I won't look like a cave woman in a work skirt. I recharged my battery an vowed to slow down in the future. Ahhh, deep breath.

I loaded some pictures from our attempt to dig out today. I would like to make a formal apology to Southern car. She doesn't deserve this, but is handling the situation well.