Archive for March, 2009

A usual day for grocery shopping, right?


I came towards the basket with the box of Ritz crackers I just got. There were two full baskets, one to my left, and one to my right.

Without a second thought or look I tossed it into the one on my right.

Right after I realized that the left one was my basket!

A blond lady tossed something in her basket as carelessly as I did… and she didn’t see the Ritz box.

Mentally laughing at myself, I was about to go towards the basket to get my box of crackers when some guy (husband, probably, seeing how much they were not into each other) put something in the basket, and leaned on the handle bar with his head on his hand and his elbow on the handlebar.

If he became anymore bored then he looked, he’d be in a casket.

Lacking the courage to ask it back, and just too speechless and amused with it all, I decided to let the Ritz box be and just get another one.

The peaceful if rather distant couple were already at the check out line with their basket half-full when I came back. The Ritz crackers box was there, looking as innocent as it could be, on top of a bunch of other stuff in plain sight. The couple were spatting over some ingredient in the salsa the wife had in hand.

Pretty soon everything were in bags, and they payed, and left, much to the amusement of two brown eyes that had a basket with the exact same crackers.

Maybe they had intended to get it, and each thought the other one got it?

Maybe when they get home, the wife will say, “Why in the world did you get crackers?” And the hubby might say, “Me?! I didn’t get that, you did!” Wife, “Yes you did! Don’t try to deny it!”  Hubby: “What? How dare you–” and blah blah blah.

It’s scary what you can do with a box of crackers.

And on the way home, my car broke down on the highway. The exit I was to take was not 10 feet away. The big green exit sign was standing there mocking me.

Talk about an ironic world.

~~from the observing antennas of a butterfly…


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“The best readers are obstinate. They possess a nearly inexhaustible persistence that drives them to read, regardless of the circumstances they find themselves in.”

Doesn’t that just pull you in?

What you just read was the begining of awonderfull article by Mandy Brown, “In Defence Of Readers”. For writers, and website dysiners alike. Go ahead, indulge yourself, and read it already!

Why are you still on this page? Why are you still reading what I’m writing?

Sorry, I felt like teasing you today.

Go on, read the article! “In Defence Of Readers”.

~~from the smiling butterfly... oh wait, butterflys don’t smile! Ok, let’s try that again…

~~from the happy butterfly… yeah, thats better.


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Oh, yes it is. Why? Because gardening is…. green! Eco friendly! And it’s fun.

Gardening is so nice, because:

  • Fresh foods! The fresher, the better for your health.
  • It’s exercise! You can lose so many calories when you garden:
    • Watering – 61 c.
    • Raking – 162 c.
    • Bagging leaves – 162 c.
    • Planting seeds – 162 c.
    • Weeding – 182 c.
    • Clearing Land – 202 c.
    • Digging, spading, tilling – 202 c.
  • Let’s say you weigh 180 pounds. In 30 minutes of clearing land, weeding, planting seeds, and racking, you loose 708 calories. And with that burned calories, you get pretty flowers and tasty fruit to boot!
  • Your kids have something fun to do instead of playing video games all day. Even just 5 minutes in the sunshine will do them good.
  • It’s fun! Just seer clear from worms and ants, and you’ll be alright.
  • You save money in the long run. You buy a seed packet of tomatoes for 1 dollar. You grow 3 plants=about 30 tomatoes! And you still have plenty of seeds left. Now that’s what I call a bargain.
  • It’s good to the environment. The earth was made to have things grow in it! That’s why we have to give it a hand and plant the seeds in the soil and let them grow. You’ll be doing a favor the earth, the seeds, and the worms too!

All you need is some green thumb 101, and you’re off! Just make sure you have some gloves, a rake, and land (or pots) then write down what you want to plant.

Look each one up, gather information about them: if they’ll grow in your zone, what kind of soil they grow good in, how much sun they need, and how much water. I recomend buying a book that has all this in it (easyer and less time consuming). Then get the seeds, plant them, and take good care of them.

When their finished growing, just sit back and enjoy the view.

Roxanne Robin

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All my gardening efforts went up in smoke–literally.

What I did, since I didn’t have any fluorecent light thingys that proffesional have for growing seedlings and I didnt have any money to buy one, I used and old flexible light that my dad used to use to read late at night when I couldn’t fall asleep (Iis cronic insomina hereditary? hmm…).

That was the kind that you must not touch it near the bulb because it was really, really hot. And since it was old it had developed a bad habit of leaning down…

So I had it right infront of my little seeds that I planted.

I left, had fun with friends, came home with a laughing amounts of funny memorys in my head when my mom said, “Come, let me show you something.”

I had it all on a big shoe box that was pink and that I really liked. There was a whole, scarred, and full of ashes, in the middle of my shoe box. The old lamp was nearby, all smoked of and bronze colored (as it was metal), and there was half of my planted seeds dissapread. Just like that.

Mom told me how she was down stairs when she smelled something burning, and as she walked up the stairs there was nothing but while smoke everywhere, and no oxygen whatsoever. She told me how she rushed to the bathroom to get water into a bucket, coughing all the time, and in her haste she dropped the water and had to fill it up again, and how she finally tuned off the fire.

As you can imagine, I was shocked, amazed, guilty, and just speechless in general. If had my way, that old lamp would be in a trash can tomorow.

Well, the half that burned has now been replanted, and everything dirt-wise has been transplanted to the basement near a window. I guess I should just be thankful that the house didn’t burn down and my mom with it.

No more lamps for me, thankyouverymuch.

~~from the firefly butterfly…

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hhjIt’s that time of year, again.

I’ve tried and tried to get more than one or two flowers or fruits out of my gardening efforts, and this year, I decided that I’ll make it grow, and I’m gonna make it grow good. Period.

(Yes, I can be straight-forward and determined to do something every now and then…)

pict0096So, using a combination of old and new gardening tips, I’m formulated a plan:

My gardening plan! Now, I’m going to post everything I do, what works and what doesn’t, and maybe at the end of the near I’ll see what went right, and what went wrong.

Today: March 8 2009

What I planted: Lavender, Watermelon, Cilanto, Zinnia (pink and red), Cucumber, Tatsoi (I’m not too sure why I planted this), Rue (this either), and chili peppers (actually the chili peppers just kinda survived from last year, so, yeah).

More updates coming soon… in the mean time check this websites out, they rock: (or rather, they root…)

Sustainable Gardening Tips I’m hoping this will help keep my garden alive…

Flower and Garden Tips

The Garden Helper

It’s been a while since I visited these… hm. Maybe I should take some of my own advise and go surf to these websites.

~~from the dirt-coverd butterfly…

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This is just, wow. Who knew? I mean, fortune cookies are universaly thought Chinese, right? How come most chises say. “um, uh…. what’s that?…”

Laugh and enjoy.

~~from the butterfly saying “nihao!”…

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I just love India, don’t you?
You’ve got to see this… so hilarious… it’s an Indian gum (happy dent) ad (note: it’s the gum that the boy puts in his mouth before he shines it for the raja):

Here’s a rocking video I found the other day. Some of you may be old enough to remember the song Pretty Woman (‘walking down the street, pretty woman, the kind I like to meet, pretty woman…’ it’s catchy). This is a new take on an old favorite:

~~from the laughing butterfly…

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