Random people love to talk to me. I say I have a freak magnet and while not all the people who talk to me are freaks and unless they totally creep me out, I'll generally engage them in conversation for at least a few minutes.


Since Saturday, I've had 2 people just approach me to ask me about things and last night at Home Depot we got the life story of the sales clerk who helped us.

Admittedly we went and sought out the sales clerk and she was very nice but she practically gave us her life story as we were looking for something to cover our plants from the potential frost. We ended up with some burlap for the plants.

Just today while in CVS a young girl approached me and asked me about what I thought about a certain hair color product she had and was going to purchase. This is a busy CVS with loads of other shoppers in it.

We discussed said product and how I thought the color might be a bit light since she was dying only part of her very dark hair and that her skin coloring and that shade might not mix so well but if she wanted a dramatic effect, she would probably achieve it by choosing that shade.

On Saturday as my husband and I along with our dogs made our way over to the Farmers Market on Elmwood and Bidwell, a random guy approached us and asked all these kinda odd questions about the market.

He is from Buffalo but moved to Santa Monica and was visiting. We chatted a bit with him as he just seemed kinda stoned and not at all creepy. The dogs thought he smelled interesting too and they're usually a pretty good judge of character. :-)

We attended the Pet Blessing on Sunday afternoon. Thank you (e:drew) for blessing our greyhounds and one of our cats who happened to be with us. I think I should have asked you to please bless Hayley so that she will stop trying to eat bees. She has been stung a few times already this year but continues to try to eat them.

It's not that we just randomly travel with one of our two cats, Blackjack was on mouse hunting duty at my parents house and we were bringing her home. She was successful in her mission and my poor Mom can rest a little easier.

For those of you who live in the Elmwood area, please keep a lookout for a missing Italian Greyhound. The owner was at the Pet Blessing and she was just so terribly upset.

It's getting cold and Italian Greyhounds are thin skinned dogs who are very sensitive to the temps. He slipped his harness while out for a walk. Here is his information and contact information for the owner.


Missing since 10/03. Last seen at Cleveland & Elmwood.

Name: Colby but will also respond to his brothers name Tucker.

15 pounds, black/brown w/white face and white paws.

reward offered.

pls call 541-5311 or 840-2348 or 703-855-2981 with any info.

i am rarely downtown esp. during the workweek and there is a lot of construction activity. i'm sitting at spot coffee and watching the work being done on the old federal bldg. and some guy trying to park.

my trip was due to my damaged engagement ring. one of the prongs was totally bent out of place. our jeweler is located near delaware and chip.

i so love the people downtown. i swear i just saw a guy walking with a banana in his pocket.

Below are the heirloom tomato and pepper plants we planted this year. We had no idea what we were getting since they were not labeled.

They grew well and are very tasty



These are more regular variety tomatoes. These also grew nicely.



They're still growing and we're going make some greenhouses to go over the plants. They won't be pretty but it'll work.


Rosemary, basil and a jalapeno plant all growing side by side.


The beginning of the shade garden. I image it will be very nice in a couple years.

I hope I've done this right, it is my first post with pictures.

My small garden in the spring of 2007


My small garden as of today.


It was over run with Bishops Weed and I had to lay down landscape fabric and a thick layer of recycled rubber mulch. That stuff grew through everything else I tried. My tulips won't be able to come up but I'll plant some new bulbs in another area of my gardens.