May peace break into your home and thieves come to steal your debts.
May the pockets of your jeans become a magnet for $100 bills.
May love stick to your face like Vaseline and may laughter assault your lips!
May happiness slap you across the face and may your tears be that of joy.
May the problems you had forget your home address!
Simply put, may your 2010 be filled with abundant produce, health and happiness!!
A week ago, I was chatting on Facebook with my friend Lucy Owsley-Goodman of Boulder Belt Eco-Farm and let her know that I had just received my order of potato seed from Wood Prairie Farm. She let me know in no uncertain terms that this year I needed to chit my potatoes. Lucy explained the process of chitting very simply as getting the eyes on the potato seed to sprout so that I'd get a higher production from them, and that what I had to do was lay the potato seed out in a container where they could get indirect light and warmth.
So I've done a tiny bit of research on the web to find out that home gardeners and smaller farmers are really the only people who do this. Commercial potato farms don't, I assume because of the time it takes and perhaps space limitations. And Lucy's description is 100% correct. If chitted properly, potato seed should produce more quickly and have better crop yield than if not chitted. I'm really beginning to like this word.
Both Mickey and I have had the flu for about a week. He gave it to me, I'm sure, because he's the one who works with the public. I rarely leave the house since I work from home, so it can't be me. Not that it's important who gave it to who, other than it being good fodder for future fights (trust me, it's always his fault), but it has totally squashed what I wanted to accomplish in the garden this week. Instead, I spent the entire week taking naps in between working and I only cooked dinner 1 out of 6 nights. We both really did and still do feel like crap. I think I feel up to cooking tonight, but I'm going to keep it an easy one--chicken vegetable soup.
The 2 things I did keep up with garden-wise were watering and weeding. I have found that if I take 10-15 minutes every day for weeding, it's all kept up with, the beds look neat and tidy, and I don't feel like it's a chore. I actually look forward to my weeding time - it's turned into my quiet, alone time. This is a good thing. And this is where the neighbor's crazy dog comes in.
This dog interrupts my peace. It's a little squawking, screaming chihuahua! Please don't get me wrong. I love dogs--I've even been known to play with chihuahuas at the dog park. And I certainly have 3 dachschunds who most people probably consider noisy. Heck, I even consider them noisy sometimes, though mothers do have a way of ignoring their own children's failings. But this daggone chihuahua will not shut up. I don't even know what it looks like because there's a 6-foot wooden fence between us. All I know is it doesn't matter what time of day I go out, how long I'm there, if I let my dogs out or not -- this dog is going to be there and going to start screaming at me. He doesn't bark - he screams, long shrieking, taunting screams. I have tried talking to him through the fence, telling him he must be a real cutie to be able to get away with making so much noise. I've tried singing to him. I've tried snapping right back at him. I've tried all sorts of things, including asking his parents to bring him in on occasion. But they won't. And this dog will not shut up.
Anyone have any ideas? Legal and humane, of course.
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