Saturday, April 29, 2006
Another busy Saturday, but I feel really good about all we have accomplished. We put a great vegetable garden in the back – tomatoes, squash, peppers, cucumbers, and cantaloupe. We also had some flowers coming up in the plot and we just left them, and we threw in some rosemary and oregano.
Before lunch, we bought 12 bags of Miracle grow garden soil with fertilizer. I was really dreading hauling it around back to the garden, but we bought a garden cart at Home Depot, and Alesia insisted on throwing in the bags and hauling them around back. I would’ve been so exhausted had I tried that. I just spread the dirt in the garden plot, which has wooden rails enclosing it. It’s about 6x7 feet rectangle right next to the back patio. It was put in by the prior owners but we have enclosed it with the rails and made the soil a lot richer. There are some strange flowers that have sprung up in it, and we are curious to see what they will be when they bloom.
We also planted some portulaca in the back yard. Mom says it’s hearty and the flowers are nice. We have an old stump in the back with a hollowed out place in the middle, and we put the portulaca there, as an experiment. I hope they thrive.
Note: The other day Mother and I were out in the front with Alesia, working on the potted plants out there on the lanai, and Alesia said about one plant, “Maybe we need to put some more, uh…. What do you call it? Oh yes, ground. Let’s put more ground in the pot.” Mother and looked at each other and laughed. She was referring to potting soil.
I feel bad about not writing all week. I’ve just fallen into bed every
We had a busy week. We had to get a new dishwasher, and when it got delivered on Thursday the guys couldn’t hook it up due to some problem with the water line. Horace had a malfunctioning car. He was finally able to come over on Friday afternoon and he got the new one hooked up and hauled off the old one.
The new dishwasher is white and sleek. Alesia takes great delight in it. She showed me it’s features with such relish, I told Mom she could have a career on The Price is Right.
I am trying to stay on the 3 day diet, and just watch it the other 4 days. I managed to stay on it, but it was hard. The lunches are very skimpy. I had to eat some of the raw dinner veggies for an afternoon snack. I have lost about 8 lbs. since I last weighed, though, which is good. I feel better. The other 4 days a week I am trying to drink the tsp of vinegar in a glass of water morning and night to boost my metabolism. We will see if it helps. My friend Scott has been doing that and has lost a bunch of weight.
We went out to dinner last night at Steak and Ale, which is about 5 minutes from the house. I think it’s one of the original ones. The food is very good and the service is excellent. Mom gets the prime rib, which is choice. Alesia got lobster tails, ate one and I split the other one with Mom. They have an excellent salad bar, too. The waiter was efficient but not particularly warm, until he saw the tip Mother left – then he introduced himself and shook her hand and acted like she was the Queen of England. He practically implored her to ask for him next time we come in. I had to giggle.
When I took Alesia to Kumon this morning we discussed my philosophy of life and why she needs to study hard. I asked her “Is it better to be smart or beautiful?” She thought about it a second. “Beautiful!”
“No, Alesia, it’s better to be smart. You need to study hard so you will learn a lot. Then you can get a good education, and a good job. Then you won’t ever have to depend on a man to support you. You must always be able to support yourself.” I expounded on that theme a bit more. She was not thrilled with the lecture and told me so, but I pointed out she must start thinking about these things. I also reassured her that I would help, as would Granny and Uncle Bruce. She will be an independent woman one day, with her own apartment, and she can then pick and choose any man she wants. I said really great men prefer women who are beautiful AND smart. I just pray she never comes home with some tattooed, pierced lout whose pants are falling off…
Alesia loves to do the computer website with the educational games in all the subjects. She woke up at 8:15 this morning and I let her do it a while before breakfast, and again while Granny napped. She is having a pretty easy time with the 4th grade level games, though she drags her feet about studying the vocabulary. If I sit and go over vocabulary with her she is OK. I also try to talk about different words while we’re in the car.
Last week, I exchanged e-mails with the social worker to see if I could possibly go ahead and start my homestudy for The Boy. I am going to go ahead and start doing what I can. I need to get the INS clearance form which will take several months. You have to get permission to bring an adopted foreign child into the USA.
I am starting to talk to Alesia about her little brother. We talked about how we will fix up his room, and how she will help him learn English. I feel sure that helping him with his English will be a bonding experience for her, and she will feel closer to a child that also speaks Russian. I explained to her that I will have to go to Kazakhstan for several weeks, but when I get home I will take leave and can stay home for a couple of months and will be able to spend more time with her then. I know she will miss me but she will be OK with Mother.
We went to see the play “The Secret Garden” tonight at the Atlanta Lyric Theatre. It was an excellent production. The music was very Sondheim-like. There were several nitpicky things that marred it a tiny bit for me. Several notes of the main theme sound like the theme to Gone With the Wind. Probably nobody else has ever noticed that similarity. There’s also one song that sounds a little like “Morning Has Broken.” The little boy in the play sang flat several times. Finally, the main garden set looked nothing like a garden – those scenes were played center stage with some pastel-colored streamers off to one side, I guess representing flowers. I was unimpressed. Alesia enjoyed it, though, and that’s the main thing.
In the car this afternoon Alesia pointed out to me that I had several chin hairs that needed plucking. I plucked them out tonight just before tucking her in. After doing the offending hair removal I remarked “Maybe I ought to just shave my chin.” Alesia let out a long “Eeeeuw!” She then looked at me critically and said “Then you would be like a man. A very OLD man.” Thanks a lot, kid.