Homesteadin'
Why go on some ordinary vacation when I can stay home and clean up the yard and make not one, but two trips to the landfill! I got all I need right here! ;)
Actually this has been a much needed task, and today brought a couple of unusual and cool occurrences right in our front yard. There was some activity in an unused field across the street. Come to find out, people from the area made a baseball diamond. And since the process is "if you build it, they will come", today the youngsters from the neighborhood were playing ball in their own private ballpark. Very cool. And just a bit further up the road, the Maple Lawn development put on a very involved fireworks display tonight. We piled in the car, drove to the end of the road and had prime seats. This helped a bit to put me in a slightly better frame of mind than I have been for the past few days.
Through the magic of LJ and Facebook, I get to see all the fun that so many of you are having without me. Have a drink and think of me.
As I have come to expect, when in need of some help, my local friends are conspicuously absent. I should be used to this as it has been the norm for ages, but it still hurts. I will still help them out as usual, hoping the pangs of guilt will prod them into some sort of action one day. Or not.
I guess I should not post when both in pain and with a bitchy attitude, but it fills up the time.
Actually this has been a much needed task, and today brought a couple of unusual and cool occurrences right in our front yard. There was some activity in an unused field across the street. Come to find out, people from the area made a baseball diamond. And since the process is "if you build it, they will come", today the youngsters from the neighborhood were playing ball in their own private ballpark. Very cool. And just a bit further up the road, the Maple Lawn development put on a very involved fireworks display tonight. We piled in the car, drove to the end of the road and had prime seats. This helped a bit to put me in a slightly better frame of mind than I have been for the past few days.
Through the magic of LJ and Facebook, I get to see all the fun that so many of you are having without me. Have a drink and think of me.
As I have come to expect, when in need of some help, my local friends are conspicuously absent. I should be used to this as it has been the norm for ages, but it still hurts. I will still help them out as usual, hoping the pangs of guilt will prod them into some sort of action one day. Or not.
I guess I should not post when both in pain and with a bitchy attitude, but it fills up the time.