Dieting and digging

For the last few months life has been a rush of fresh, dirt scented, air. To say that Katie has buried herself in the garden would be a true statement indeed. The garden has become all consuming. Thank-goodness for SPF 60 Sunscreen and Nitrile garden gloves, because Katie has worn through her fair share of both. The other day, as Katie was lamenting her sad-state-of-bloglessness with her closest farm-girl friend she had to thank her lucky stars that 'at least there is the garden', for Katie would be an utter wreck with out the diversion of the garden.

"Katie, Katie quite contrary...How does your garden grow?" you might ask.

With tomato's galore and so much more! Katie cannot name the mass of greens growing and sprouting from every crack and cranny. Potatoes, cabbages and onions...

...O' my!

In between bouts of garden madness Katie has decided that enough is enough. It is time to take the battle of the bulge into her own grubby not so little hands, she is starting a D I E T! Oh yes she is! This business of flopping around the garden in her chubby clothes has got to stop! STOP! she says. So as of today, Katie is officially doing the no/low carb thing.

Katie is, however, not doing so well for her first day out of the gate. Already Katie has partaken of her daily coffee. With CREAMER. And has made the mistake of making herself a piece of toast (albeit, very nutty bread) to dip her morning eggs into. So...day one, and Katie is already a failure. Poo!

Well, at least there is the garden! Katie is off to drown her carbohydrate drenched self in garden chores.

And a little 60 proof. Sunscreen that is...

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Just a word or two...

So... it would appear that I have fallen from the face of the interweb. I still must venture out to partake of others generosity IE: interweb/functioning computer usage. Most days it seems I shall never blog again.


As of right now, all of the time I would have spent blogging is now consumed by tending my burgeoning garden.


At least I have something to keep myself sane in the blogging interim.



Friends, what have you been up to?

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Feeling French

I stayed over at Maman's last night. We went out for late dinner and picked up a Redbox movie; Mamma Mia. Watching the movie, being lulled by the songs we used to sing together and my teary eyed mother telling me that the young star "Sophie" reminded her of me as a girl, I was struck with a need to just be with my mamma.

This morning as we were strolling down memory lane together, looking through old pictures and nibbling on toasted French Bread slathered in mamma's Mirabelle Jam (sent to her special-delivery from our cousin in France) and the thought occured to me: I CAN BLOG!!

So, dispite my strolling and nibbling I logged in and stared blankly at the screen. It has been so long since I wrote. There have been weeks and weeks filled with tears over the sad state of my blogging ability. What on earth would I blather on about?


In honor of French Mother's Day (belatedly, as it was May 31st) I will blog about Maman.


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I could tell you how much I love my maman's fabulous collection of silly socks:





I could tell you what an amazing artist my mother is:





I could brag about who I got my green thumbs from:







Or, I could just leave it at this:




Gros Bisous, Maman

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The tryst continues...

From deep within the grey tunnel of sideways-driving-rain that is life in the Maritime Northwest...Katie sends you a tiny bit of pink tinted (albeit, slightly drippy) sunshine.


(Insert imaginary photo of lovely water droplet covered pink Camellia here)



Or she would... if there were not a continuing tryst...



Katie is about ready to do something drastic. Like, commit blogicide.



Or buy a new computer.

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