I guess I am thinking about Valentines Day still a week later. I officially met Mr Ladybug when I was 16 years old and a junior in high school. I had actually went to elementary school with him and we had a few of the same acquaintances but I didnt talk to him until he met me at the door of my Algebra II class and told me that my best friend had told him that I liked him. I was extremely quiet and shy and horrified. Anyway when you love someone you will do just about anything sometimes and one of the first things I did was go to a Hank Williams Jr concert with him. If you are a Hank Jr fan you may want to skip the next few lines. It wasnt the concert that scared me to do death but it was the people we were sitting around. I have a love of cute flat shoes and the ones I was wearing was sticking to the floor because there was sooooo much beer and who knows what else on that floor. There were sooooo many drunk people. I was a bit sheltered and this was terrifying. The man behind us lost his false teeth. Like they flew out of his mouth and onto the floor and he picked them up and put them back in his mouth. This was 33 years ago people and I still remember every minute of his scary experience. But I went with the young man I loved and because he loved me a few weeks later he dressed up nicely and went to the Philharmonic with me and hes not really a classical music kind of guy. He still goes to orchestras with me. Luckily after almost 29 years of marriage and 33 years of dating we have broadened our likes to local theater, gardening jazz music, astronomy and dont have to go to concerts that require tetanus shots. Sorry to anyone I offended.
Early in our marriage I learned all the ins and outs of football, all the rules of nascar, college basketball and Stephen King novels. Mr Ladybug learned to watch chick flicks, that crafting can take over a whole house and that you should not take your pregnant wife to see the movie Blade if she cries at movies or you will be the only person in the very crowded theater trying to console your pregnant wife when one of her favorite characters dies. Good times.
In the name of love we have sat through three children learning 5 different instruments. I now realize how much my mother and granny loved me while listening to my sister and I squeaking our way through violin and telling us how good we sounded. We sat through countless rain soaked and even snowy soccer games with two of our children. Dont even get me started on math word problems we tried to help with. We were very smart in having our first two children 5 years apart because once they got to middle school our oldest was almost out of school and she got to help with all that stuff we didnt understand or had forgotten.
I look back on all these memories with fondness and wouldnt change a single thing. The past week and I am pretty sure is hormonal and weather related I have really doubted myself. I had someone ask me if I was a single mom and I said no and she said do you work and I said no then I stopped myself and said well yes I do I am an Urban farmer. When she looked at me like I was crazy I explained that I had bees, chickens and a garden. I could tell she didnt think that was really a job. For a split second I let me mean girl surface and almost said "so you mean to tell me that when you grew up yur goal was to sell cell phones at the Sprint Store?". I can be really mean if I want to. I try to be nice most of the time. That whole encounter has had me thinking not just about myself but about everyone out there doubting who they are. I dont regret any of the things I mention above that I did out of love for someone else. So why should I doubt or feel bad about what I do now out of love for myself? I shouldnt and neither should you.
What have you been wanting to be but not being it? A poet? How about a baker or candlestick maker? Candle dipping is definitely on my list of things to do! Spring is just around the corner and its time for you to be you. To love you and inspire others with your enthusiasm. I seriously can not believe I spelled enthusiasm right the first time. Lets add awesome speller to my resume!
So what clicked to bring me out of this funk? The rain all this stinkin rain. Look at how happy I am in this picture.It was raining so hard and it was like 35 degrees outside. I would also like to point out that white dot on my face where my dimple is must be a shiny rain drop because I looked thinking I had something weird on my face.
The water is past my ankles. I just new I was going so slip and fall in the mud at some point but I didnt.
At 7am this urban farmer was gather 3 more gallons of maple sap to boil down for syrup. We were hoping to end the our maple syrup harvest with a quart and we have 2 and still have sap flowing. Fingers crossed for a gallon total. To get that 2 quarts of syrup we have harvested over 2o gallons of sap. Isnt that insane? Especially since its only from out yard.
So hello there my name is Mrs Ladybug and I am an Urban Farmer, whats your superpower?
The basil looks so good. I think we need to make some mozzarella this weekend to have with some basil and tomatoes!
The St Johns Wort is out of control. I am going to give it a good clipping today and make a tincture. I also need to figure out where to plant this thing once the weather warms up a bit. I cant wait to see the yellow flowers it produces.
Look at the broccoli and cabbage. Only a few more weeks until its out in the garden. I saw that our local feed store has onion sets out. I am going to pick some up tomorrow. You can pop a few in a pot and start growing them indoors to enjoy while waiting to the others outside.
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