My kind of yard

There is this spot in my yard, by my driveway, that I've been wanting to redo since I moved in. It was filled with some kind of plant... green plant... that wasn't ugly, but wasn't what I wanted.

So, to celebrate the first anniversary of moving in, I decided to do something about it. Last week I began pulling out the old plants in order to get it ready for FLOWERS!!

My mom came yesterday and helped me finish the pulling and then we went to Esposito's to buy Impatiens. I decided on Impatiens because my yard is mostly shady all day and will not accommodate flowers that need lots of sun (drat it all).

Here is the previous bed (click pix to see it larger):
















Here is the flower bed (yes I know it's a different angle.. just click to see it larger!):




The plants are very small right now but in time they will grow bigger and fill up the space. I love Impatiens and have them also in the flower boxes off my porch.



My mom planted Impatiens in my flower boxes last year and they were all the same color. This time, I had the idea to mix them up, which I am not sure she approves of... but hey I think they look "dashing" even though this picture doesn't show all the colors.

And Mom, you will be happy to know that I used pine bark mulch around the flowers. So much better than leaves.

Unmarriage revisited

I was looking through my archives just now and came across this post:

http://theworldaccordingtoliane.blogspot.com/2008/02/unmarriage.html

I have to say that a year+ later I still have mixed feelings about everything that has happened between David and me... and from living the past year+, I have learned that these feelings are gonna stay with me forever. I can't forget my life just because I've "moved on."

It's okay though. There's no reason to stop feeling. I love him. I love him as a friend and he's proven that he's my friend time and time again.

I have a good relationship with David... much like we had when we were married. He is an honorable man. And he pays child support with NO problems. That in itself is appreciated, believe me.

But I also have a serious relationship with a wonderful man who loves me and shows it. He shows it by calling me out of the blue... by telling me he loves me practically daily. By snuggling with me. By sympethizing with me when my life is challenging.

My sweet Dale. He is everything to me. I have never loved a man as much as I love him. I wish we had met earlier.

Dang, I think that what I am trying to say is that I love my life. My life rocks!

Well that's not entirely true. I hate my job at the moment... and I hate dealing with my heathen-istic teenagers.... but other than that, things are good. I may not have a job this time next year but I know I have family and love.

I think I should go and take one of those Facebook quizzes to see if I'm doing things right!

What I know

In 46 years I've learned that

It doesn't matter how old I am, I still feel like I did when I was young. My mind is aging beautifully but my body isn't.

The lyrics "All that I feel is the realness I'm faking," (Shattered, OAR) are pretty darn true.

No matter how much I explain... or talk about... or protest... or threaten... my children are never gonna pick up after themselves while they live with me.

There are people in this world who have no clue what a Datsun B210 is; much less a pop top.

You can win the hearts of others with humor.

You can get what you want by making scary changes.

I am smarter than I give myself credit for.

Adolesence is harder on the parent. It is.