A series of things that make me happy
Jul. 10th, 2008 12:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lenora_rose- PArt of my birthday gift arrived. My Folk Festival reading material is Naomi Novik's Victory of Eagles. MY mother's, promptly borrowed, is Jo Walton's Ha'penny.
- The paycheque that never arrived in May has been replaced and is now residing happily in the bank. (Fault is with the post office, not the temp agency.) (Slight downside. Just in time for me to not get paid for my last Monday at SMD. OH, well... the phone call earlier should resolve that.)
- This should offend me ("You! Out of my religion!") but it amuses me. Someone mailed a Chick Tract to our address. It didn't have our names on it, but it also didn't look like a general bulk mail-out. I wonder what we did? I don't think that much of the sex is visible out the window...
- The Folk fest starts tomorrow! All is almost ready. My shifts don't conflict with anything but sleep. And If I finish this and get to bed, that won't be much of an issue. (hee!)
- I think I rescued that scene in the Serpent Prince that had fallen apart.
- The Mark Knopfler concert is Friday! Yes, clashing with folk fest, but I can live with it, so long as I have some way back to site afterward.
- last year, a friend gave me some climbing roses. They didn't get sufficiently watered in their transplant shock phase (I was out of town for part of it, and the person feeding the cats didn't always have time to do more than zip in and out), so all the extant stems pretty much died off. I gave them extra fertilizer this year in hopes, but when even the most spindly of the other roses in the city were going green and solid, they showed no signs. So while I left them in the ground (I'd planted a couple of strawberries in front of them, but had no viable ideas for that particular spot), I gave them up for dead. Not so! They have sprung up some new branches and leafs in rather healthy fashion. The only reason I didn't find out sooner was that a combination of canker worms followed by lack of spare time had kept me out of the garden. But they're establishing nicely, and next year there should be blooms. (Also, the rest of the garden is at least partially weeded and the morning glories have strings to clamber upon and make the house pretty. And the tomato plants are big and happy.)
- the friend whose writing I critiqued in depth, pointing out several serious problems (albeit mainly because it was "almost there" in some ways) actually thanked me for it and seemed quite pleased at theripping apart results.
- The paycheque that never arrived in May has been replaced and is now residing happily in the bank. (Fault is with the post office, not the temp agency.) (Slight downside. Just in time for me to not get paid for my last Monday at SMD. OH, well... the phone call earlier should resolve that.)
- This should offend me ("You! Out of my religion!") but it amuses me. Someone mailed a Chick Tract to our address. It didn't have our names on it, but it also didn't look like a general bulk mail-out. I wonder what we did? I don't think that much of the sex is visible out the window...
- The Folk fest starts tomorrow! All is almost ready. My shifts don't conflict with anything but sleep. And If I finish this and get to bed, that won't be much of an issue. (hee!)
- I think I rescued that scene in the Serpent Prince that had fallen apart.
- The Mark Knopfler concert is Friday! Yes, clashing with folk fest, but I can live with it, so long as I have some way back to site afterward.
- last year, a friend gave me some climbing roses. They didn't get sufficiently watered in their transplant shock phase (I was out of town for part of it, and the person feeding the cats didn't always have time to do more than zip in and out), so all the extant stems pretty much died off. I gave them extra fertilizer this year in hopes, but when even the most spindly of the other roses in the city were going green and solid, they showed no signs. So while I left them in the ground (I'd planted a couple of strawberries in front of them, but had no viable ideas for that particular spot), I gave them up for dead. Not so! They have sprung up some new branches and leafs in rather healthy fashion. The only reason I didn't find out sooner was that a combination of canker worms followed by lack of spare time had kept me out of the garden. But they're establishing nicely, and next year there should be blooms. (Also, the rest of the garden is at least partially weeded and the morning glories have strings to clamber upon and make the house pretty. And the tomato plants are big and happy.)
- the friend whose writing I critiqued in depth, pointing out several serious problems (albeit mainly because it was "almost there" in some ways) actually thanked me for it and seemed quite pleased at the
