After going through the contents of my glove compartment box about 5x, opening up numerous maps to see if it could have fallen inside one, and no luck. I went back in the house and kept THINKING about it and where in the world it could be. Then i remembered how sometimes, when there was so much stuff jammed inside the glove box, some papers somehow fell into the crack BEHIND the glove box.

I went back to the car, figuring it was worth a check. I opened the box and reached my hand in behind it, pulling out first one (expired) coupon, then another, then another. I fished around and pulled out: MY REGISTRATION! Hooray. Saved myself $20 and potentially a whole lot more trouble.

It was a nice long 3-day weekend, with another one to look forward to coming up. I alternated between busting my butt working in the yard and the sweat dripping down my face and stinging my eyes, to enjoying the screened porch and reading a few mags like Vegetarian Times and a little cooking. Whipped up another blueberry/banana/yogurt smoothie.

Nothing really worth reporting, although the birds this time of year are really noisy. I watch with amusement as the baby birds, at this point nearly indistinguishable from the parents, sit in the branches of the dogwood tree where the sunflower seed tube feeder is and "shiver" their wings and squeak and squawk until the parents feed them, although they could easily get it themselves. I say "shiver" becus that's exactly how i can spot a baby begging for food....they shake all round with their wings. I guess in the bird world, that makes them adorable and endearing. Each year i notice which bird families have expanded. This year, it's nearly all of the locals, but i am seeing a lot of blue jay and titmouse babies.

The woodchuck is doing a number on my astilbe. He's still a little guy and seems to be livind behind a giant tangle of forsythia running along the back. I shoosh him from the porch when he gets too near the house as i don't want him to get any closer to my favorite plants, or, god forbid, down to the front yard where my veggie garden is.

the screened porch is a great spot to watch birds and other wildlife since it's usually darker in there and they can't see me.

Yesterday and today i picked a bunch of snap peas and enjoyed them in my meals. I see tiny green tomatoes on the plants and also tiny little zucchini. Yippee.

When i planted everything, it seemed like i had plenty of room but of course now things have grown huge and i can hardly walk around in there. Well, once the snap peas are spent, maybe another week or two, i can pull them out and make some more room to get around in.

The deer having been making their way to the side yard daily now becus small green apples are dropping from the apple tree. I berlieve it's the only remaining producing apple tree left. At one time i had 4 or 5, but one came down in a storm and 2 or 3 others are diseased and not doing well. However, i still have a few crabapples around, tho they too are diseased.

I pruned a lot of deadwood out of the snowball hydrangea treee and used my electric trimmer to trim back the 20 foot row of forsysthia, and also trimmed, while i had it out, 2 large spireas and 2 azaelas. Then i swept and raked all the trimmings, put them in the wheelbarrow and dumped most of it behind the toolshed.

I worked first thing in the am, around 8 am, until it got too hot to work, around 10:30, then went out around mid-day when it got cloudy and looked like a thunderstorm. Each time i'm careful to don my kneehigh rubber boots (tick prevention) and then i take them off before i step in the house.

A month or so ago my friend H. finally found a p/t job. She didn't want to work full time and i can't say i blame her. I believe she's about 65 now, but she has a lot of bills and takes care of her 95-year old mother, who lives with her. for a very long time she has been having problems with her mother, who has very high blood pressure but doesn't like to take her meds and when she doesn't, she gets paranoid and believes H. is trying to kill her. She won't eat the meals that H. makes becus she thinks H. is trying to poison her. Her mother has called 9-1-1- several times. It is a shame that at that age in life, she seems so unhappy and agitated. (She may have dementia as well.) She is much more manageable, H., says, when she takes her medication. I think the time may have come when she might need to consider putting her in a nursing home. I really don't know H. manages to be so even-keeled and calm about things.

I've been hearing firecrackers here and there, the big lead-up to the 4th. It's not something i especially look forward to; my cat doesn't like it and i feels orry for the wild animals out there in the woods.

Tomorrow is the 1-week mark since my spinal tap, so i need to call the doc's office and see if they have the results. The funny thing is, my only symptom, the headaches) have disasppeared, save for the a.m. before the spinal tap. But since 2 days before the spinal tap and except for that day, i haven't had headaches at all. I'm wondering if maybe the oral antibiotics actually did work or if this is just a temporary respite with the Lyme going underground, as it were, in my system. It is a relief not to have to deal with them and actually, i feel 100% fine. I sure do hope i don't have to do the IV meds. 3 weeks with a tube taped to your arm is one big pain. How can i garden? I'd get it dirty. How can i shower? (With that arm held up and away.) Just a pain to deal with and after a while that thing will start to get really sore in my arm. (I know, i've done this before with the MS.)

Thanks for all your kind comments to previous post. I haven't been posting that often, but I do feel like i have friends here.