Obsessive Compulsive

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Okay, so I have issues.

Dirt issues.

Specifically, Dirt-on-my-Hands issues.

I cannot stand having my hands dirty.

Having gritty/oily/sticky/etc. hands makes me so uncomfortable, the mere thought (this blog entry included) makes me want to go wash my hands.

Repeatedly.

This fact, coupled with my decidedly black thumb, makes gardening a real challenge for me.

I’m explaining this so you’ll understand the pride I feel having accomplished this:

herbs 1 herbs 2

Two ledge-sitting planters with fresh herbs.
Parsley (both flat and curly), spicy basil, cilantro, oregano, chives, dill, rosemary and thyme (why do I suddenly have Simon and Garfunkel running through my head).
I plant an herb garden every year.  You can’t make homemade salad dressings properly if you don’t have fresh herbs on hand.

poor little things

Two pots of pansies.
As these pretty little things need to be tended daily, I fully expect them to perish within the month.

it'll fill out eventually

A small (~ 3×20) strip garden with hostas, euonymus, Jacob’s Ladder, silver mound (a few others I can’t recall) solar lanterns and decorative stepping stones.

As I said, I’m fairly proud of myself.

We’ll see how long I can convince them to survive.

About Angela

My name is Angela, but I answer to Ang, Andrea, and Mommy. I am 42 years old, but somehow feel both 26 and 149. Sometimes at the same time. I love Jesus, but hate at least 2/3rds of the humans He created. I consider myself a good wife but a lousy housekeeper. I love being a mother but don’t particularly like children. Quality time and sarcasm are my Love Languages. Yes! You absolutely can drop by, provided you give me 15 minutes to panic-clean and put on pants. I know that 1 in every 33 births result in multiples. I know that gap narrows to 1 in 12 for subsequent pregnancies. I know this is why my tubes are cut, burned, and tied. Not today, Satan. I can recite the entire script of The Princess Bride, (including accents) and believe that the meaning of life is contained within. Birth stories, theDodo.com, and Soldiers-returning-home videos make me happy-ugly-cry. Being interrupted, a poorly made bed, and that Christmas Shoes song make me want to punch somebody. I’m an extrovert with crushing social anxiety. To deal with stress, I crack jokes. They will be awkward and make the situation 10x worse. I can whistle and hum at the same time, but I cannot touch my toes. I look grand in orange, red, and pink, but rubbish in yellow and blue. I am a writer. I have a dog named Henri. I have a brother named Adam. They are not related. I am slightly neurotic. No I’m not. Yes I am.

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  1. Loverly!

    I have pansies in pots, very much like yours, and all I do is water if it doesn’t rain for 4 or 5 days in a row and weed once in a blue moon. They’re doing fine.

    You know, instead of hacking lovely, glamorous nails, you could invest $2 in a pair of gardening gloves.

  2. Loverly!

    I have pansies in pots, very much like yours, and all I do is water if it doesn’t rain for 4 or 5 days in a row and weed once in a blue moon. They’re doing fine.

    You know, instead of hacking lovely, glamorous nails, you could invest $2 in a pair of gardening gloves.

    • Hmm, my mom had said that if you don’t continuously pop off the dead pansy heads, the plant gets all scraggly and gross.

      As for the gloves… ::shudder:: I can’t do those either. They make my skin crawl. Mittens aren’t so bad as it means my fingers get to touch inside the mitts, but gloves? Yelch.

      Do they make gardening mitts?

      ~Angela

      • They can get a bit scraggly, BUT – you have them planted in a group, which overcomes a lot of the scraggle factor, and you can just cut them back when they do get scraggly and they’ll reflower in a couple of days. I’m a big fan of low-maintenance gardening.

        Mitts wouldn’t work so well, you need to use your fingers. Sorry, can’t help ya there.

  3. Loverly!

    I have pansies in pots, very much like yours, and all I do is water if it doesn’t rain for 4 or 5 days in a row and weed once in a blue moon. They’re doing fine.

    You know, instead of hacking lovely, glamorous nails, you could invest $2 in a pair of gardening gloves.

    • Hmm, my mom had said that if you don’t continuously pop off the dead pansy heads, the plant gets all scraggly and gross.

      As for the gloves… ::shudder:: I can’t do those either. They make my skin crawl. Mittens aren’t so bad as it means my fingers get to touch inside the mitts, but gloves? Yelch.

      Do they make gardening mitts?

      ~Angela

      • They can get a bit scraggly, BUT – you have them planted in a group, which overcomes a lot of the scraggle factor, and you can just cut them back when they do get scraggly and they’ll reflower in a couple of days. I’m a big fan of low-maintenance gardening.

        Mitts wouldn’t work so well, you need to use your fingers. Sorry, can’t help ya there.

  4. Loverly!

    I have pansies in pots, very much like yours, and all I do is water if it doesn’t rain for 4 or 5 days in a row and weed once in a blue moon. They’re doing fine.

    You know, instead of hacking lovely, glamorous nails, you could invest $2 in a pair of gardening gloves.

  5. Loverly!

    I have pansies in pots, very much like yours, and all I do is water if it doesn’t rain for 4 or 5 days in a row and weed once in a blue moon. They’re doing fine.

    You know, instead of hacking lovely, glamorous nails, you could invest $2 in a pair of gardening gloves.

  6. Hmm, my mom had said that if you don’t continuously pop off the dead pansy heads, the plant gets all scraggly and gross.

    As for the gloves… ::shudder:: I can’t do those either. They make my skin crawl. Mittens aren’t so bad as it means my fingers get to touch inside the mitts, but gloves? Yelch.

    Do they make gardening mitts?

    ~Angela

  7. Hmm, my mom had said that if you don’t continuously pop off the dead pansy heads, the plant gets all scraggly and gross.

    As for the gloves… ::shudder:: I can’t do those either. They make my skin crawl. Mittens aren’t so bad as it means my fingers get to touch inside the mitts, but gloves? Yelch.

    Do they make gardening mitts?

    ~Angela

  8. Hmm, my mom had said that if you don’t continuously pop off the dead pansy heads, the plant gets all scraggly and gross.

    As for the gloves… ::shudder:: I can’t do those either. They make my skin crawl. Mittens aren’t so bad as it means my fingers get to touch inside the mitts, but gloves? Yelch.

    Do they make gardening mitts?

    ~Angela

  9. They can get a bit scraggly, BUT – you have them planted in a group, which overcomes a lot of the scraggle factor, and you can just cut them back when they do get scraggly and they’ll reflower in a couple of days. I’m a big fan of low-maintenance gardening.

    Mitts wouldn’t work so well, you need to use your fingers. Sorry, can’t help ya there.

  10. They can get a bit scraggly, BUT – you have them planted in a group, which overcomes a lot of the scraggle factor, and you can just cut them back when they do get scraggly and they’ll reflower in a couple of days. I’m a big fan of low-maintenance gardening.

    Mitts wouldn’t work so well, you need to use your fingers. Sorry, can’t help ya there.

  11. They can get a bit scraggly, BUT – you have them planted in a group, which overcomes a lot of the scraggle factor, and you can just cut them back when they do get scraggly and they’ll reflower in a couple of days. I’m a big fan of low-maintenance gardening.

    Mitts wouldn’t work so well, you need to use your fingers. Sorry, can’t help ya there.

  12. I want to get a little tabby and name him Linus. And probably a little black girl and name her Lucy. Or, if a black female isn’t available at the pound, maybe a little yellow girl, and call her Sally.

  13. I want to get a little tabby and name him Linus. And probably a little black girl and name her Lucy. Or, if a black female isn’t available at the pound, maybe a little yellow girl, and call her Sally.

  14. I want to get a little tabby and name him Linus. And probably a little black girl and name her Lucy. Or, if a black female isn’t available at the pound, maybe a little yellow girl, and call her Sally.

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