That's the point of having a blog right? Documenting the changes in your life. A few weeks ago I told you about the start of some new things, I have some new things to add, and something that is mid-way but will be finished shortly. We shall start with old business.
The tomato plant. I wish I could report that the plant was a complete success and my black thumbs are now green, but I can't. The positive note is they are probably only brownish now. I was very happy that even though there were several blossoms on this plant that even one chose to sprout a happy little tomato. It wasn't long after it started that I noticed this blackish spot starting to grow from the bottom and overtake the plant. I found out that this is something that happens if the plants are not watered properly. I take solace in the fact that it may have been Walmart's fault for not watering properly on hot days. Then again it could have been my fault for not watering enough early on. The world may never know. Even though some of the leaves aren't hanging in well there are a few more blossoms erupting and maybe, just maybe we'll get one good tomato. Even if it is only one I will still feel like a success.
What I am about to impart now is new business. My neighbors have this one car garage. Not my next door neighbors but the ones just around the corner. The garage is un-usable because it has been allowed to deteriorate to the point that it is now a hazard. The only problem is when the geniuses who built my fence put it up they used the back wall of the garage as part of the "enclosure". What that means for me . . . it means I get to go buy fence panels and hire someone to put up the rest of the fence the day this bad boy gets knocked down. I don't know how long it will take them so I don't know how long to keep my dog locked up so he won't escape. it also poses another problem. The dog will have a new place to dig out from under the fence. 
The baby has taken to free climbing her high chair. The bike helmet I bought her may have to be worn at all times. The insert that comes with the helmet is "This helmet may or may not protect you from injury." I want to meet the brilliant person behind that marketing scheme. There are two ways to sell a lot of anything; either it has a cool factor that every one wants or it has a legal factor that makes it something everyone needs. That equals guaranteed millions. The bike is forth coming as is mommy's helmet, a bike lock and the baby seat that mounts between me and the handle bars.
These are some of the weird weeds that have decided to take over a tree and my neighbors driveway. The flowers on the vine attempting to strangle the tree are pretty but they are considered a noxious weed in OK. And they are darn hard to get rid of. The other tree like structure is growing from under the top slab and out a crack in the side of the neighbors drive way. Not even sure where to begin with a plant that determined to grow.
The gentleman who has been helping me clean up my back yard has been putting the bagged clippings in the "alley" between my house and the utility easement. I knew there was a half way house around the corner from my home but I'd never met the women who lived there until these black bags showed up. I was coming in my house and they decided to ask me about it. (Honestly I get concerned when I see things like this too, it is the reason I don't stop to pick up bagged 'trash' along the side of the road.) They said they knew a lady lived at this nice normal looking house with her baby . . . and then one day the bag just showed up. She didn't have to finish telling me what she was thinking because I have interviewed neighbors like this for stories you don't want me to repeat. She also knew the man of the house no longer lived there. She said to me, "I was thinking . . . there are better ways to get rid of his body . . . and the police never have to know." I haven't asked her what she was in for.
I am aware this is a little too redneck even for a country girl but I wanted to see if it would work before I spent any money on a bird feeder. One problem I have right now is feeding the dog. His water dish and his food are next to each other on the back porch. The birds pop down, steal his food and bathe in his water dish. It doesn't matter where I put the pair the birds always find them and the dog doesn't care to chase them off. He ends up with water he won't drink (and I don't blame him) and I end up with bird dropping on my back porch/yard/dog house. So my logic says to me, if I move the food and eventually get a bird bath I could probably solve this problem. There were about 2 cups of bird seed in there about a week ago. I think they are starting to get it.
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