wandering sails

did i pay the bill?

every day this week, i have had to reset my alarm clock before laying my weary head to rest. that, my friends, is because every day this week my electricity has taken a break. a few things have come of all this:

one, i need a new alarm clock. this one has been messed with so much that it's finally starting to fall apart. literally. the plastic piece that covers the numbers fell off on wednesday night. the clock had suffered an injury in the last move that removed a chunk of plastic from the side. this, apparently has compromised the integrity of the entire body.

two, i found a new restaurant that delivers. in monday's storm, i was rendered powerless and couldn't cook anything for dinner. not wanting to venture out again in the downpour, i found jimmy's in the next town over. it was nice to see that the menu included more than just pizza, which is about all you can have delivered out here in the woods and prairies. i had a fair rendition of fettucine alfredo.

three, i was sucked in by absolutely no television, as it never got turned on. that was nice. i read three books and have two just itching to be opened.

these are all good things. granted, i haven't been in the gardens at all this week, but i very possibly needed a bit of a break.

in a completely unrelated bit, i met my neighbors for the first time last saturday. we have had a smile and nod relationship over the yard since i moved in last fall, but saturday, the whole family wandered over to meet me. i was knee deep in a garden, my dirt-covered arms full of mosquito bites (the dirt being from slapping the mosquitoes), my hair good and frizzed out and smelling like i had just spent five hours in the garden on a muggy, 90 degree day (because i had). my best side, really. perhaps tonight, i'll make my way over to say hi. it's good to meet the neighbors. that's why i live in a small town. so that i can walk down the streets in the evening and be amidst friends. so that i don't have to worry about whether i locked the door or not when i go to the store or the post office. and they're nice people. i like them.

so, that's what i've got.

posted by julie @ 9:20 AM