23 February 1999
Two white dots
Cinder blocks are the greatest invention since bread. They have so many uses and re-uses, I'd be hard pressed to document half of them. Today, I'm recycling part of a table (the cinder block supports) into planters for an herb garden. They are now painted blue instead of black. I got some Cilantro (blech), Oregano and Parsley to start. Tom and Gaspar love Cilantro; Teresa and I hate it.I'm still not feeling very human today so haven't done much except sit around pondering this and that. Mostly, I've been missing things today. I've been thinking about my grandkids and camping. . two of my favorite things. I guess I never spent as much time with either as I would like, but I suppose, now that I'm a married woman, I'll have even less time for all of that.
I'm thinking I might be able to sneak off to the woods one of these weekends soon. I have a daydream of taking Jason off with me to a nearby State Park this coming Friday night and come back on Saturday afternoon. It has been ages since Jason and I have been off alone together - I'm not sure he would even like doing that.
It has been months since I've seen the grandkids. Alex is just at the age where she is learning to talk and I'm missing out on a ton of stuff. Rodney and Tony are so quickly approaching adulthood that I probably won't have much time left to be grandma to them either. I'm afraid they have grown past the days of sidewalk chalk and blowing bubbles already. I think they like their rockets though - especially Rodney.
Tom came home today all full of excitement about a planetary conjunction so we spent more time than usual sitting out back staring at it. I don't know what planets they were, though, so I couldn't ponder the astrological significance of it all. Tom took some photos for me, but he indicated that he thought it was a stupid thing to do. I'm impressed with the two white dots, though, aren't you?
