As I have mentioned before I am an avid watcher of the T.V. show Bones, in this latest episode a form of communication through flowers was highlighted.  At least it was to me. It has been included in the show, briefly, before and sparked a little interest in me. I know from research into wedding practices, which I did before my own wedding, that in the victorian era tons of information could be gleaned from the flower a gentleman presented a lady with. I have now been married for 7 years and don’t remember the specifics, plus all my research was wedding focused.  This information is all over the place on the web so check it out if you are so inclined. Every list varies and there are modern as well as ‘original’ meanings.  To complicate this language of flowers even more, the color of the individual flower can change the meaning as well. For instance: a red rose can mean sincere Love, Respect, Courage & Passion while a yellow rose can mean joy, gladness, friendship and “I Care”, and a redtipped yellow rose can mean friendship, falling in Love; according to


Lawn Accomplishment!

Those of you who have ever done lawn work/maintenance will understand my following post. At least partially. I mowed my lawn. All by myself. 😀

To catch everybody in the world up: I have never mowed an entire lawn, all  by  myself before. And, I have owned my own home, with about 1/3 of an acre, for just over 8 years. Yes, you read that correctly. I have a wonderful husband who is miserably allergic, to most everything “nature.” I have a brother who is 20 and would happily mow the yard for me but 1) I didn’t have any equipment that he could keep running and 2) his sense of time is what mine used to be: not focused on lawn work. To give credit where it is due, we have a Craftsmen gas lawn mower that is a mulcher that is absolutely fabulous, except the seal is broken on the primer bubble, and a weed-eater that has much the same issue. Now I have an electric mower with a bag attached. And a 100′ heavy duty extension cord. AND a freshly mown yard. 🙂 I’m so proud of myself. I had to empty the bag 3 times but I am peachy with that. No more will I have to pay neighborhood kids $30 a pop to avoid a yard citation. I can do it myself. It’s really good exercise too. I had 2 pieces of toast and a steak and egg breakfast burrito and only took enough insulin to cover a piece of toast. I got some sun on my arms too.

Now I just need to finish my laundry, vacuum and if I really get motivated, clean my carpets! Okay, lets be honest, laundry and vacuuming, that’s what I want to accomplish now.