So was my fortune cookie correct?

Did romance blossom at the weekend? Well, not sure about the romance (after all, I am married now) but hopefully something blossomed at the weekend anyway…

Saturday we woke up and decided to go to the Home Depot and rent a rotavator with which to tackle the front yard. Tiller in hand Bill then proceeded to hack up the mud strip behind the mailbox so we can hopefully get a nice garden growing there. My job was to rake out all the weeds and lumps, and attack the overgrowth along the fence.

I was just weeding right by the mailbox, discussing worms with Bill, and about to grab hold of another patch of scrub to yank out when I spotted something that made me freeze. There, huddled up against the brick was a shiny black spider with a vibrant red hourglass pattern on it’s abdomen. EeeK! A female Black Widow! Bill went inside and got a jam jar and we captured the beastie! As soon as the spider hit the glass it went crazy and started going at the walls…we slammed the lid on and screwed it up tight.

I just had to phone my Dad to tell him about our captive and got through to Mel first. She told me that what she did with poisonous spideys back in Australia was stick them in the freezer. So that we did.

Back to work, and several hard hours later I had a rattled and sore Bill on my hands, and a beautifully tilled patch of soil. By this time it was about 5pm and we were fairly exhausted, so what does Bill do? Of course…we only have the rotavator for 24 hours so on the spur of the moment he decides to till the entire front yard too! Whoo!

Very tired we finished the day by treating ourselves to a Grant Central Pizza and bought a DVD to watch. Snuggled up together on the couch and watched Brazil, which I have to say was just not as enjoyable a viewing as the first time I saw it. Seemed to drag and lost my attention towards the end.

Bill continued to attack the yard Sunday morning and made great progress. By the time we had to return the rotavator our yard had undergone rather a transformation. En route to the Home Depot we stopped at a car wash to clean the tiller off and thus avoid a dirty fee. Quincy wasn’t too happy about the hose and I had to let him into the front with me while Bill sprayed the truck.

Over at Home Depot we couldn’t find any shade for Quince so Bill went into the store to return the equipment and purchase grass seed and stuff while I decided to take Quincy for a little jaunt over to PetSmart. They were having one of their rescue dog drives and the front of the shop had several homeless dogs lined up in crates, hoping that they could win a place in some stranger’s heart and earn a place by their fire. Quince and I walked up and down looking at the dogs and it was heartbreaking. We met Kylie Minogue, Pete Sampras and Jackie O amongst the doggy crew. Jackie O did not like Quince one bit and was all teeth and snarl. I found a soft spot for Ebony, a black lab cross whose description said that she was very energetic and up for fun, while also a snuggle monster. She was very sweet and I hope she found a good home because there were a couple there weighing up whether to plump for her or Kylie. I’d have taken Ebony. *nods* Quincy however didn’t take a particular shine to any of them so for the moment Bill was safe and didn’t have a Kay fluttering her eyelashes and trying to sell him a dog that day.

Back in the truck we headed over to Mary’s house and helped her to split some of her perennials. Quince was very happy and loved visiting his cousins while we got dirty in Mary’s garden. She gave us a whole bunch of plants to take back with us, so now we have stuff to plant in our nicely tilled patch and hopefully a garden will emerge glorious.

Late afternoon we chased the sun back to our house and got back to work on the front yard. We just had time to fertilise and spread grass seed before it got too dark. Then we placed a cover of hay over the yard to keep the moisture in and help the lawn to cultivate and set up the water sprinkler. All finished for the weekend and with a great sense of accomplishment we staggered into the house to watch The Phantom Menace and relax for the rest of the evening.

4 Responses to So was my fortune cookie correct?

  1. daveyboi March 2, 2004 at 3:00 pm #

    What happened to the poor spider??

  2. daveyboi March 2, 2004 at 3:00 pm #

    What happened to the poor spider??

  3. kaypow March 3, 2004 at 6:34 am #

    spidey

    It’s now rather crispy and probably wishing it had had an electric blanket and eight tiny matching woollen booties knitted for it by Grandmama Black Widow.

  4. admin March 3, 2004 at 6:34 am #

    spidey

    It’s now rather crispy and probably wishing it had had an electric blanket and eight tiny matching woollen booties knitted for it by Grandmama Black Widow.

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