Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Garden Bounty

I'm joking because what you see is almost all there is so far. There will be tomatoes. I mean that as a fact not a positive confession. But, since I only planted a little of other stuff, I got even less.


(365 Day 170 Photo)

At least these richly colored carrots are pretty because they taste gross. I imagine that this is what Breck hairspray tastes like, don't ask me why.

What is wrong with my soil that they are bitter again this year?
I could've sent a soil sample off to Texas A&M well before spring to prepare the soil. But I am the one who planned my garden plots and purchases on a wrinkled napkin at the last minute, so...



Ahh, and here is the result of my potato tire experiment. With 3lb of seed potatoes I was to grow 30 pounds.


Try 3 oz.

Oh well, we had like two weeks of Spring this year and this was an easy freebie project, so I'll try again next year.
The question is, what will I make with my haul? 3 fries?

Okay, this one worked. The grapes weren't quite ripe when I took this photo, but now they are purple and sweet.


(365 Day 168 Photo)

We got so many on our tiny little vine that part of the vine broke under the weight while I was gone.

I have some reading up to do, I guess.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Road Tripping, Part 1: New Mexico

This is just the Cliff Notes on our first road trip with the pop up. I'll upload my favorite polaroids and ttvs later.
Well, we had fun, were duly amazed, and got educated too.

First stop my husband's soft- spoken paternal grandmother in west Texas. Many things have changed for her in the last couple of years but we were blessed to be able to spend time with her and talk campers.


We went on to Bottomless Lakes State Park in New Mexico. Kind of dreamlike to drive and drive New Mexico's prairie and suddenly as we top a hill, we see the lakes. Truly an oasis. I like waking at sunrise in a new place.


Today we planned to see Carlsbad Caverns, but saved a little time in the morning for a paddle boat ride and swimming.





At Carlsbad, we did the whole tour of the King's Palace and they turned out the lights and everything so we could experience total darkness. I wanted to ask our ranger guide how this compared with the darkness of mankind's soul, but I refrained.

He did a good job of educating us on how JimWhite (always said as one word- sort of like BobDole) discovered the caves as a 16 year old boy and explored them alone without telling anyone. Pretty adventuresome boy, taking the chance of his lantern going out down in that maze (and it did.)


Bring a jacket and save the desperate sweatshirt purchase money for a headlamp- isn't he cute?


The formations and columns are so otherworldly. I had no idea Carlsbad was so HUGE (said in "Tiny Elvis" voice)



We ditched the Carlsbad traffic for a quick walk in Walnut Canyon by the highway. Pretty.


(365 Day 154 Photo)

Carlsbad happens to be home of one of the 400 or so Drive In movie theaters in the US: Fiesta Drive In. It was the only destination we arrived on time at the whole trip. Figures.

I haven't been to a drive in since I was 5. That was Star Wars, my first and, until now, my only drive in.

Iron Man 2 doesn't quite compete with my first show, but it was fun for us (well, not so much for my daughter, who sat in the back.) $15 for all of us. And this time it's ok to bring your own food in.


Next stop:


Roswell, NM.
This is just the coolest for any X-files fan or amateur conspiracy theorist out there.

I walked through the UFO museum (too slowly for my kids and husband.) I don't think it was sophisticated enough for them. It's a UFO museum for crying out loud! The fact that it was a collection of peg board cubicles makes it even better.


Besides, now we're all prepared for the next time we see an alien or are abducted.

Actually, I think something was covered up. But it's a little hard to ponder seriously on a family vacay.


Then I immersed myself in the kitsch.


I'm now the proud owner of an Area 51 car tag.


What I learned in Texas-New Mexico:
1: Don't overlook the fun Roadside America element of a car trip.

2: On at least one vacation indulge your inner child. (In my case we made sci-fi/ Native American detours because "I always wanted to see...")

3. Let your younger children skim at UFO museums, especially if your oldest child had an unnatural fear of a comet hitting your house for a few years of their early childhood.

4. Get dibs on the front seat when you go to the drive in or pull in backward and lower the tailgate.

Stay tuned for Arizona.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

A Funny Thing


(365 Day 150 Photo)

This morning I was trying to find a campground site I'd looked up the night before in our recent Google searches and was amazed by the crazy variety of my family's queries:

moon
cheats for Godzilla Unleashed
koa campgrounds
how to sew a seam that won't unravel
Jane Richmond knitting
sinkholes
polaroid battery mods
ghost stories of Arizona
is it cut the muster or mustard
clothing to wear at the grand canyon in june
kombucha
how to tie a pretzel knot with hemp
banana pudding with cool whip
tall skinny trombone players named Mason


on my Flickr

The Art of Letting Go and Packing


(365 Day 149 Photo)

Okay, today I let go.

I gave up on sewing new curtains/chair cushions for the camper before we leave-no, ever. I don't have time to hand sew it now and I don't have time or patience to figure out my husband's grandmother's machine in a week. So, I brought them to a seamstress who could have them done before we leave.

I hate to love an idea, moon over the supplies, and not get to make it myself. Especially after selling my husband on the cheap, do-it-yourself-iness of it. The handmade thing is just more sentimental. But, I've got all the sentimental going on right now that I can handle, so I'll just add applique to the curtains once we're home.

I feel much better. A few years ago, I might would' ve pulled some all nighters just because I was driven and young enough not to get tired. But, I know my limits better and can view giving up as an art, much harder to perfect, than slavishly following my original plans just to say I did.

There! Now I just have a bunch of camera stuff to do and the usual wash clothes and pack things and after 3 hurricane evacs in 5 years, I've got that down to an art.