I spent most of my weekend listening to Ben Lee’s latest album, The Rebirth of Venus, and pretty much just reminding myself how much I love him. (I mean, his music. I don’t know Ben Lee, although you probably couldn’t tell by the way I talk about him, like we are BFF.) Anyway, I’ve always loved his stuff. It just…I don’t know, cheers me. There’s something about his lyrics and the music that just makes me happy. He can be singing about something really sad and serious but even then something about his voice just reassures me. Okay, okay, I sound like a total nerd. But if you want to see what I’m talking about, you can hear the album on his MySpace page.
In other news, this weekend we picked some of our very own lettuce, grown in our very own garden, and made a salad with it. SNAP! Take THAT, deer and rabbits! I don’t want to get overconfident (not that you could tell by that last sentence) but so far, our deer fence seems to be doing its job. Every time I go out there, though, and look at the kale and chard and the flowers coming up, I want so much to be excited. But there’s a part of me that’s still afraid to get my hopes up, even while I’m eating the lettuce itself. I hate that I am one of those people who is afraid to get too confident or too happy, convinced that the minute I am fate will smack me down and put my in my place. It’s totally neurotic, I know. So I will try to embrace my garden and be happy in the moment as I eat the salad. So to speak. And also: IN YOUR FACE, SQUIRRELS!
Finally, I’m seeing signs everywhere that summer is really here. First: classes are over at UNC, and exams will be soon as well. Second, I am JUST about to move my stuff over from my winter to my summer purse. (Nerd alert!) Third, our yard is now full of ticks. Okay, so that’s not a fun one. At all. The ticks we have are SO TINY they look like freckles, so you can really easily miss them. They seem to be especially bad by the swingset, which freaks me out, but so does the idea of dousing the entire area in chemicals to try to get rid of them. Can I co-exist with ticks? I’m not sure. Then again, I’m not sure I have a choice, either. Well, at least it’s not bats.
I really think I am taunting fate AND wildlife with this entry. If you read on Google News that I got attacked by a rogue pack of animals, you will know why. I think I better go do another full body check. And maybe, um, put out some birdseed as a peace offering…..