Sunday, September 11, 2005

Good news!

I'm officially moral, or so says the California Bar Examiners. I got my notice that says they have investigated and accepted my moral character application. Exciting stuff.

Second, my friend had a dream last night that I passed the bar exam. I thanked her for her unconscious confidence in me. I'm hoping that she actually has undiscovered psychic powers.

Would you like to see my backyard? Sure you do! It was so covered in weeds we contemplated dropping some agent orange, but I gave in and went to the hardware store for some gardening gloves and a cultivator and dug in. Here I'll chronicle my journey from a yard ruled by weeds to a half-paved, half-garden backyard of joy.

Here's what it looked like before (actually I started plucking a few before I thought to take a picture):
In the beginning...

Then I got on my hands and knees and pulled those bastards out - I even found real plants hidden in the midst:
Stage two

Now the weeds are going to sit there until we get our rubbish bin. C and I have decided to put stones on the front two-thirds (the part closer to the camera) so we can have a place for chairs and a small grill, then the back part will be a small garden. We'll probably transplant a few of those fern-like things (does anyone know what they are?) to the front yard, and the rest will line the back wall against the storage shed. When we looked at the house, there was ivy against that fence on the right, but then the owners tore it down before we signed the lease! Why! I hate ivy, but I hate that parking lot more. We're going to put up some of those green mesh tarps and start cultivating some morning glories for the long-term.

If anyone has some plant ideas for the garden, pass them my way. I know nothing about plants, especially on the east coast where there are actually seasons you have to plan around. We're considering veggies for the back, though, and flowers for the front yard.

Alright, time for bed, and more work tomorrow!

Overheard in Mackey's bathroom:

"She got pink-eye from her cat."

I know I sort of fell of the face of the blogging world recently. Like I predicted, the fact that I have a big house to romp around in, meaning lots of time in a room where my computer is not, means I've been slowly detaching myself from it's wirey hooks. We still haven't gotten our DSL modem, and the wireless we're stealing is pretty weak. I got a call the other day from the UPS man who was supposed to be delivering our modem:

UPS Man: "Hey, I'm knocking downstairs."
Me: "Oh sorry! I'll be right down."

Then, stupidly, I hang up. Why was it stupid? Because no one was at the door, nor was there any UPS truck anywhere on the block. We tried to *69 him but got no answer, so now some stranger has our modem. We're going to give Verizon a call Monday. Again. Right after we call Waste Management, because they still haven't brought us our trash and recycle bins after two weeks, and our backyard is starting to become our own personal landfill.

I spent yesterday pulling all the weeds from the backyard, in preparation to cover the ground with stones. It's not really a "yard," so much as a strip of land, and we want some place to put chairs and possibly an hibachi. Our friends are hounding us for a housewarming party, so we must comply.

C had his tonsils out on Thursday, which went well, and his mom was staying with us until this morning. So, it's really been just two weeks of madness around here, with unpacking, furniture assembling, weddings, surgeries, and complications with every household service known to man. We're in the decorating stage, but we just destroyed part of our dining room wall trying to put up shelves. We may have a big drywall/spackling project ahead of us. There are a lot of little things we need - a U-lock for the front fence, some screw sleves for the rest of the shelves...etc. But we're very close to done.

Work BLOWS, but I expected it to, and I won't be going into very much detail. Aside from the whole confidentiality thing, I get the impression it doesn't take a lot to get yourself fired from this kind of thing. I'll try to get back on blogging schedule, but no promises.

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