Gardening at Night.
Finally, yesterday, almost spontaneously, we started the garden. I came home in the afternoon, and the weather was perfect. N had picked up a couple of tomato plants at the farmers market. We went to Whole Foods for lentils, broccoli, kale, parmesan, and orange juice and grabbed another tomato plant there. We came home and took a hoe to the soil, chopped it up, weeded out the pesky grass, and mixed in some phosphorous, magnesium. Then we put down a weed barrier mat with some stakes, and cut three holes in the mat for the tomatoes. We dug great holes in the ground for those tomatoes. We also sowed two rows each of green beans and snap peas. If we take home a plant a week each time we go to the grocery store, we should be able to afford to grow the garden. We have more space. I want to put in a fall crop of broccoli. There'll also be herbs and greens and more tomatoes. Maybe peppers.

At work yesterday, we hosted Valerie Bertinelli. That was kind of nuts. She seemed pleasant enough, and then she bought a bunch of stuff at our store. I could tell you what she bought, but then I'd have to kill you, so I won't. It was a quick event, and a Van Halen photographer was there (yeah, not sure about that one either). The rumor was they were headed to Wheaton later, as her boyfriend is from the area, then off for some ribs somewhere. Needless to say, I did not see them at Whole Foods.

I look forward to the day that whatever is setting off my allergies, allergies previously unknown to me, stops blossoming. The runny nose and watery eyes are getting old.