Showing posts from May, 2011

The Cavalry Has Arrived!

When you think you have reached the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on.
an American proverb,
with variations attributed to Thomas Jefferson (although says no),
Benjamin Franklin, Abraham Lincoln, and Franklin D. Roosevelt.
I have heard that saying (above)...or some variation...all of my life it, seems.  I even recall a cute cat poster on the same theme.  Truly, it has sprung to mind quite often recently, especially the "end of your rope" part.


I was getting desperate.  I needed to know not only exactly how long my allotted rope is, and therefore how much more rope I had to go...but also exactly what kind of knot I am supposed to be tying, for goodness' sakes.  A square knot?  A constrictor knot?? A half-hitch???  Details, dammit gosh darn it, I needed details.

Doesn't take a genius to figure out I was out of rope, for sure.  Hanging by a thread.  No knot, no nothing.

That was last Tuesday.  I had just returned from a lovely, much-needed.…

Something Old, Something New

It was a warm and humid May night in central Mississippi. The predicted rains were cooperative and came in the early afternoon, long before the 7:00 hour on the invitation, when I would walk down the aisle with my Daddy to join hands with my soon-to-be husband. We made our way the short distance from the Holiday Inn-North, where we had entertained out-of-town visitors...and Momma had hosted the Bride's Maids' luncheon...down the Frontage Road to Christ Lutheran Church.  This particular church and its pastor were unfamiliar to me, although Mr. T had grown up in its embrace, as well as in the Lutheran faith. 

Never fear, I was represented in the person of the minister who had served our tiny West Tennessee town's United Methodist church when I was a teenager.  Concerned that Mr. T's family and friends would feel excluded unless we wed in his hometown, and hoping that my family and friends would make the drive down I-55 if asked, we recited the vows we had written in the…

MDBT - 2011

Long-time readers know that MDBT = Mother-Daughter Bonding Trip. And that I haven't had the luxury of going on one with my sweet daughter for a couple of years now.  So, this past week was just ab-fab perfect in my book.

Missy M was scheduled to attend the annual American Society of Training and Development (ASTD) International Conference in Orlando. When she offered to buy my plane ticket (!) and let me share her room at the Peabody/Orlando (!!), I couldn't say YES fast enough.  Of course, between the time she made this offer and the time I actually stepped onto my Southwest flight out of Raleigh, an awful lot happened here at home.  Mom's health took a steep nose-dive (as you know by now), so we weren't sure this year's MDBT would even happen.

Way to go Mr. T!  He stepped up to the plate and hit a huge home-run when he said "you need to go...and I can stay with your Mom."  And, then Mom had a fairly good week after several really bad days.  So, it appear…


I am a fan of doing more than one thing at a time.  There are so many things to do...and only 24 hours in a day to do them all.  In fact, I seem to be unable to just do one thing at a time...if I only have one thing to accomplish, I'll procrastinate until there is something else in relatively the same category.  Of course, there are times when I am doing several things at once, and I don't know whether I'm coming or going.  But I guess in the end it doesn't really matter if I eventually do what I needed to do and/or arrive in the place I wanted to be.


I've got a few minutes here before I head to the Extension Center...where that photo (right) of the Legacy Garden was taken.  I'm prepping for my first Master Gardener Volunteer presentation tomorrow night and need to make some copies of handouts, retrieve the Speakers' Bureau laptop, etc.  Soooo, figuring that I had to make that l-o-n-g trek to the other side of the county anyway, I signed…

Sexto de Mayo

Another month is off to a speedy start.  Almost a whole week into May...and I haven't found the time to post.  Tut, tut.

My time has been almost entirely given over to Master Gardening activities for the past couple of weeks.  I finished my Master Gardening classes the last Wednesday in April...turned in my final exam...and then the real work began in earnest.  First, I wrote another article for, this one on What to do in your Piedmont Garden in May.  It's up on their site right now, if you care to read it.  Just follow that link.

Next, I put in a half-day working in the Demonstration (AKA The Legacy...) Gardenplus a half-day on the InfoLine (telephone Master Gardener answer service) on Wednesday (well, I was already in the habit of driving to the other side of the county on Wednesdays, don't you know...:). 

Then, I helped set up for the Passalong Plant Sale and Festival on Thursday, when Mr. T joined me in "creating" a clay pot person for the …