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Okay so we are on day three of the garden. Still no seedlings but I shouldn't expect to see anything for about another four days. I really suck at remembering to water them daily so they have been getting their watering at about 3am everyday as that is around the time that I remember.

On another note, my little one turned three today. What a big day! We had a small party for him with some family and his little cousins. He had fun, there were gifts, there was cake, it was all good but my goodness was that stressful. I have never been more sure that I am not the entertaining type. I was stressed out all weekend about having people flowing through my house. I believe that everyone has a personal space all their own. It may be small or large but it is private and relaxing for them. Maybe it is your car, or the bathtub, or your bedroom or office. Well, mine happens to be my entire house. I hate having people in my house around my personal things and everything in my house falls under the category of "my personal things". Its one of the things I have a really hard time with about being married/living with someone because my husband has friends and family over sometimes and of course it is his house too so that is his prerogative but I get very uncomfortable until everyone leaves again.

On to sewing...I have been getting the sewing itch back lately. I cleaned my sewing space up and there are tons of new cute patterns to be made BUT I am still a big fat pregnant lady for a few more months so I bought a maternity shirt pattern for now just to be working on something. I have some purple jersey in my small stash but I need to pick up some tissue paper for tracing the pattern and then I can get started. I'm sure I will let you all know when that is. Okay, enough for tonight.

My first garden

I have wanted a garden for years now but we do not own our own home so that poses a problem. I learned about container gardening a few years back but the timing just wasn't right for me. For the last couple of years I have adhere to "clean eating" which is basically eating things from as natural a source as possible. Think, as unprocessed as possible while still being healthy. So, I find myself in the grocery store week after week buying the same things over and over; fruits, veggies, lean proteins, complex carbohydrates, healthy fats. I'm sick of buying things I could grow on my own.

On with my little story, I bought containers and my soil mixes and some seeds and went to town on my back patio.

I need to keep track of what I am doing so I will just jot down what I did here for observation purposes.

My soil consists of:
1/3 perlite
1/3 peat moss
1/3 potting soil and/or potting mix

I will be using Fish Emulsion for fertilizer bi-weekly

I planted the seeds for:
Black Seeded Simpson Lettuce (looks like leaf lettuce)
Wild Arugula
Large Leaf Italian Basil
Italian Flat Leaf Parsley
Little Gem Lettuce (Romaine Type)

I planted these today and they all say that they should start coming up in 7-10 days. I don't REALLY know what I am doing so we will see what happens. Here's to hoping!

I also purchased some seeds for tomato plants but I don't want to have to start them inside for 6-8 weeks so I may just go buy two tomato plants to put in my pots instead.

When/if the seeds sprout and come through I will take pictures and post them here. Feel free to leave me any tips/tricks in the comments. I need all the help I can get here.

Cooking!

I watched Julie and Julia a couple of weeks ago and of course was inspired to cook my own way through a cookbook. I do all of my cooking out of my cookbooks anyway and I love trying new recipes (just ask my annoyed husband--we never eat the same thing twice) so it was a perfect idea...thanks Julie and Julia!

I am taking a much more casual approach to this whole thing and I probably won't blog about every thing I make but you get the idea. The cookbook that I will be using is Everyday Pasta by Giada De Laurentiis. You might know her from Food Network. I LOVE Italian food so I am pretty excited.

Today, I started out with the first recipe in the book for Baked Caprese Salad which is an appetizer and Wagon Wheels with Artichoke Pesto for the main course. Let me just say, wow! Yummy Yummy! My kid was chowing down on the pasta and secretly I knew he was eating artichokes, among other healthy items. Hubby even liked the appetizer and that is pretty big considering he is usually afraid of any "too-healthy" looking items. These are not my pics but these are what I made. Definitely give these a try!

yet another dream...

Okay let me see...
Well, last night I dreamed that my step-mom was cheating on my dad and she happened to show me the incriminating evidence, kind of accidentally. My dad was really bummed and had a hunch that she had been cheating but didn't have proof so I had to make a really hard decision. I had to decide which one I was going to be loyal to. (always a really fun thing to do as a kid--I was still in high school in the dream.) So I sucked it up and went with good ole Dad. To make a long dream short I ended up telling him and showing him what I knew and let him make his own decisions about what he wanted to do. I felt really bad for my little sis in the dream though because she was not yet a teenager so I knew it would be rough for her if her parents split up. Divorce sucks. I have only begun to realize in the last few years how much that statement is true. Honestly I felt bad for all parties involved, even my step-mom. Before I woke from my dream I was just hanging back watching this small family to see what would come of it all. I remember hoping that everything would somehow be better in the end for at least my step-mom and my Dad. I wanted them both to be happy. My little sister? Well, I knew she was pretty much screwed because kids inevitably get the really shitty end of the divorce stick.


I also caught on to this key clue. My role in the dream and how I perceived myself in it was that of an uninvolved third party. I was involved but only just enough. I felt that I was an unaffected outsider for the most part. This is how I have played my roles in my real life family as well, for mandatory coping reasons I am sure. I found it interesting that I viewed it that same way in my dream because this is not how I would like to be but more of an automatic thing.

Okay, have a great day! hehe

dropping by in the middle of the night

Okay so it is 5:30AM and I am still not taking my ass to bed. Don't get me started on how much I love the middle of the night. Anyway, I just stumbled onto this song and I am totally digging it. So much so that it is going on my damn blog.



Okay well I guess I am going to grab the Zune and head in to join my fam in the bed. Looks like I am going to need some music in my ear to coax me to sleep tonight. Bring on NIN, unconventional lullaby, I know. See you on the other side!

funny fish

Well, another dream last night but I don't feel like rehashing it all out this morning. I will say that it was it was comical, I was rebellious and it seemed to be centered around me having zero respect for my mother.

On another note, there are three fish our tank that are in the middle of some breeding war. I watch them during the day sometimes and it is becoming quite hilarious. There are two males and one female. Both of the males have spent countless hours building these elaborate nests and trying to seduce the female to come and lay her eggs but she wants nothing to do with either of them. This morning I saw that they were stealing from each others nests! I mean that is LOW! It makes them really mad too. I imagine them running away with leaves in their mouths screaming, "Take that fucker!"

another dream...

Well, I debated about whether or not I should put this here but what the hell. It was a dream and I can't control the things that go through my crazy pregnant mind in the middle of the night. So...
Last night in my dreams I had semi-sexual relations with one of my first cousins. We made it to about 2nd base before we got CAUGHT by my whole family! All I can say is that it was closer to a nightmare, for more than one reason. Well, I am off to start my day.