Sunday, July 12, 2009

Southern Ingenuity or...

white trash mulch-holder?
Can you believe this crazy-ass thing that Jackdaddy came up with so that I could go out to Natural Gardener and buy FOUR AND A HALF YARDS of mulch? I know you're thinking, "Why the hell didn't she just get Natural Gardener to deliver it?"
Well, and I know you think me mad, but, I really, really love to go out there and get soil. I extra really like to bag my own and I got to do that this time too.
So, Jackdaddy built this crazy thing and FinnigantheCurious and I headed over there in the midday sun and had a good 'ole time. We even got a free Maine Root Orange Sodee. Mmmmm. They're all so nice out there.

I'm here to tell you today that FIVE and a half yards, total, of mulch is a LOT of much. I love it. Man, I love this mulch. It's the pine bark mulch and it sounds like it would be hard or rough but it's not at all. In fact, it's super, super soft and spongy. Just the softest thing you've ever walked on. It's like something from a fairy tale.
The guys out there in the soil yard are really quite fun. I guess if you're sitting in a front end loader all day it might help to have a sense of humor. Not only are they humorous, they really try to make it work for you. They took great pleasure in trying to see how much mulch they could squeeze into this contraption. We were all impressed with 4 1/2 yards.

Then the unloading.
It was easier today, for some reason. Guess I had a better idea of what I was getting into.

I'm gonna leave with some advice as what not to do on a Saturday night.
Don't wait until 8pm to realize that it's 8pm and then rush around putting up your tools then rush around taking an instant shower then rush around getting dressed and corralling the confused and not-in-a-hurry child and then racing down to Elsi's only to find out that they closed early. Then don't race to Enchiladas y Mas because they have the CLOSED sign up even though there are still plenty of people in there. Then, whatever you do, DO NOT go to the old Ninfas, which is now called Twin Palms (We called it Twin Peaks.) because it is soooo freaking horrible that you will just be horrified and you will have to eat it anyway because it is now 10pm and everyone is grouchy and miserable.

We made up for it tonight by having homemade margaritas and freshly cooked pinto beans with salad and tomatoes off the vine and some fettuccine with olive oil, garlic, lots of squeezed lemon, salt and ground pepper. FinnigantheCurious had some freshly-made limeade.
I could go off on how fresh squeezed lime juice is the key to a fantastic margarita, but I'll save that for another post.

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