Happiness is...

...a new hose reel. Yes, that is what made me happy this week. The old one was a cheapie - my choice - and horrible to reel the hose back in. The new one is so easy, I love it. I was out watering the gardens this morning and it took less time because the hose reel is easy.

And....I have at least two zucchinis growing and one pepper. I don't see any squash or tomatoes yet and the brussel sprouts are a long way off. My arugula is done for the season as far as I can tell. I read not to eat it after it goes to seed and it has. If I can find another type of lettuce plant at the local farmers' market today, I will pick it up. I pulled all the mint out this weekend - it spreads like mad and we never use it - so I have some prime sunny space.

On a separate note - I'll be saying a prayer for a friend today that she gets a result she is hoping for. I'm hoping too. Good things should happen to good people.

Friday Photos on Saturday

Going short

I'm going short with my hair today. It's not really that long to start with - not even shoulder length. I want it shorter for a couple of reasons. One is the heat of the summer, so this may be a summer-do only and I'll grow it longer come September. The other is that my hair, while I have a lot of it, is fine and tends to be limp and want to be straight. I got Mom's hair! My sister's got Dad's hair, which was thick and wavy. They have their own issues - while my hair goes really limp in the hot, humid weather, theirs frizzes up. You might think that I have thick hair if you saw me, but that's just because there is so much of it. The day of my wedding, A's cousin who is a hairdresser, helped me fix up my hair after I took my veil off. She was surprised when she put her fingers in my hair to find it so fine. So, back to the beginning, I'm going short today. I won't go as far as a pixie, the childhood trauma of being forced to get pixie cuts from the barber is too much, but something like a short shag or a little longer version of a pixie might be just the thing that fits my hair's capabilities to hold a style and look good.

Happiness is...

....eating. To me - but really to Boomer. There is little that makes that puppy dog as happy as eating. He gets so excited for treats, meals, etc. He'll even do laps around the dining room table if we ask him to, just to get his breakfast. He's just a sweet, silly boy. I like eating too - but I don't do laps around the table.

Friday Photos

It's Wednesday right?

Yeah, Wednesday. Life has been busy. Conference in Atlanta got me discombobulated date wise. But it's Wednesday. Tomorrow is Thursday and I'm taking Friday off. Life is good. It's not always easy, but it's good. I get to see the husband tonight for the first time since Monday morning - so I'm happy.

A new pet peeve...

....people who are late to Mass. I've started going to Mass again and I've developed a new pet peeve as a result. Getting there as the priest is headed down the aisle is not so bad - but 15 minutes into Mass? As they are finishing the first reading? Bad. Worse? 30 minutes into the Mass as the priest is starting the consecration! Why bother at that point? Just receiving Communion doesn't do it. Showing up that late is inconsiderate and disruptive - not to mention that you missed the readings which is one of the most important parts of the service.