Earlier this spring I planted a bed of bulbs. I got gladiolas, agapanthus, and daylilies. The gladiolas shot up right away, they have yet to bloom, but they are at least up. As for the agapanthus I only planted six bulbs and truthfully I didn't have much hope for them. Now the daylilies... I planted a decent amount of daylilies and when plants that weren't the gladiolas began to grow in the bed sure enough, I thought they were daylilies. Sure the leaves weren't long but maybe I reasoned with myself this was some rare for of daylily that surely was just putting out some initial "tester" leaves that would give way to classic long lily leaves.
We'll this weekend I just couldn't reason it away anymore. I sent a picture to my dad and sure enough he said he didn't think they were daylilies. Here's the conversation:
L: So Dad, did you get a chance to look at those pictures I sent you?
D: Yep
L: Uh, okay, what do you think they are?
D: Well they aren't lilies of anykind, looking at them they look to me like pumpkin, yeah a squash of some sort
L: No, no way, I planted only bulbs there, thats crazy...wait...
And that's when I realized the compost I used in the bed must have had pumpkin and squash seeds from last fall.. I think the whole thing is just so funny! So it turns out I'm only going to have about four lilies, but squash, yeah I'm going to have a ton of it. Coworkers, neighbors, and house guests watch out... we are about to have an all squash, all the time season!
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Marley
My absolute favorite thing about moving to Merced is that we were able to adopt our very own bargain bin pound puppy. This June will officially be Marley's second year anniversary... birthday... well whatever, with us. Ryan adopted him during his first month here in Merced while I was still living in Orange County. We had been looking at dogs for seriously months. We had visited about six shelters, e-mailed back and forth about dozens of dogs on petfinder, and poured over a book on dog breeds trying to figure out what dog was going to be a fit for us.
Ryan going to get Marley is one of my favorite stories ever. Ryan was living here in Merced and I was still in Orange County. I had come down to spend a weekend with Ryan, check out the house, and help unpack some things and we decided to visit the Merced pound. I was shocked by how many pitbulls were there and there was one dog who was half boxer, half pitbull that we had some interest in but we knew we couldn't have a pitbull in the rental house so we quickly nixed the idea.
Later that week I was back in Orange County. Ryan and I had continued to talk about the half pit/boxer we had seen at the pound. I thought maybe we should consider him a little more closely, so Ryan said if he had the chance he would head back to the pound. Turns out Ryan had no intention of going back to look at that dog, he was heading back alright but not for that dog, but to check out if there were any other dogs that would be a fit. Sure enough when he talked to the staff he mentioned he had some interest in a boxer. They mentioned they just had a boxer who had been returned after he had already been adopted. They brought him out and sure enough it was Marley.
Turns out Marley didn't play well with the previous owners other dog. She had returned him to the pound with a note that encouraged any potential adopters not to be deterred by the return and the note assured us Marley was a good dog he just would probably do better in a home where he was the only dog. Ryan agreed to adopt the dog. The staff mentioned there was a family there earlier that day who said they needed to go get some cash and then they would come back to adopt the dog luckily Ryan had cash on him and wasn't really willing to give up the dog he already decided was his to some family.
Ryan got Marley for the discount price of $25, less then what it costs for a bag of food for Marley. He was already fixed and tagged and all vaccinated, at that price what a steal. Ryan called me on his way home from the pound to tell me he had adopted a dog. He e-mailed pictures, we picked a name for the dog together over the phone, and finally the following weekend I came up to meet Marley.
It was love at first sight, and ever since then Marley has been sometimes impossible, totally stinky, shockingly expensive, and altogether the bestest thing ever (yes the bestest).
My absolute favorite thing to do with Marley is to run with him off leash. We got to go out this morning into some fields and run together. He is such an incredibly fast runner that the chance to see him shoot out after anything that catches his eye is amazing.
There are a lot of things about Marley we still haven't figured out. Truthfully we don't know how smart he is, we wish he played better with other people and other dogs, we wish he would learn to sleep in on the weekends, and we wish he would figure out how big he is and that he can't just go sitting and standing on us while we are in bed, but overall we are absolutely head over heels in love with our dog.
Ryan going to get Marley is one of my favorite stories ever. Ryan was living here in Merced and I was still in Orange County. I had come down to spend a weekend with Ryan, check out the house, and help unpack some things and we decided to visit the Merced pound. I was shocked by how many pitbulls were there and there was one dog who was half boxer, half pitbull that we had some interest in but we knew we couldn't have a pitbull in the rental house so we quickly nixed the idea.
Later that week I was back in Orange County. Ryan and I had continued to talk about the half pit/boxer we had seen at the pound. I thought maybe we should consider him a little more closely, so Ryan said if he had the chance he would head back to the pound. Turns out Ryan had no intention of going back to look at that dog, he was heading back alright but not for that dog, but to check out if there were any other dogs that would be a fit. Sure enough when he talked to the staff he mentioned he had some interest in a boxer. They mentioned they just had a boxer who had been returned after he had already been adopted. They brought him out and sure enough it was Marley.
Turns out Marley didn't play well with the previous owners other dog. She had returned him to the pound with a note that encouraged any potential adopters not to be deterred by the return and the note assured us Marley was a good dog he just would probably do better in a home where he was the only dog. Ryan agreed to adopt the dog. The staff mentioned there was a family there earlier that day who said they needed to go get some cash and then they would come back to adopt the dog luckily Ryan had cash on him and wasn't really willing to give up the dog he already decided was his to some family.
Ryan got Marley for the discount price of $25, less then what it costs for a bag of food for Marley. He was already fixed and tagged and all vaccinated, at that price what a steal. Ryan called me on his way home from the pound to tell me he had adopted a dog. He e-mailed pictures, we picked a name for the dog together over the phone, and finally the following weekend I came up to meet Marley.
It was love at first sight, and ever since then Marley has been sometimes impossible, totally stinky, shockingly expensive, and altogether the bestest thing ever (yes the bestest).
My absolute favorite thing to do with Marley is to run with him off leash. We got to go out this morning into some fields and run together. He is such an incredibly fast runner that the chance to see him shoot out after anything that catches his eye is amazing.
There are a lot of things about Marley we still haven't figured out. Truthfully we don't know how smart he is, we wish he played better with other people and other dogs, we wish he would learn to sleep in on the weekends, and we wish he would figure out how big he is and that he can't just go sitting and standing on us while we are in bed, but overall we are absolutely head over heels in love with our dog.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Dear Ryan (v.2)
Dear Ryan,
Why didn't you get our dog food while I was gone? This is bad news for any future children we have. I fear if I leave you will not feed them. I think this concept is funny, obviously we are not yet ready for children.
Lila
Why didn't you get our dog food while I was gone? This is bad news for any future children we have. I fear if I leave you will not feed them. I think this concept is funny, obviously we are not yet ready for children.
Lila
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Dear Ryan...
Dear Ryan,
I know you don't read our blog but I wanted you to know I miss you and I'll be home tomorrow. I'm sorry I stole your phone cord and left your phone at home, otherwise I would call you and tell you this instead of writing in a blog you don't read.
XO!
Lila
P.S. This weekend I'm going to make you a blog account so you can get super into blogging and read this.
I know you don't read our blog but I wanted you to know I miss you and I'll be home tomorrow. I'm sorry I stole your phone cord and left your phone at home, otherwise I would call you and tell you this instead of writing in a blog you don't read.
XO!
Lila
P.S. This weekend I'm going to make you a blog account so you can get super into blogging and read this.
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