A Lonely (?) Plant

it’s extremely early right now; though not as early as it was when little diva gus demanded to go out. that was around 5:20. and now i can’t get back to sleep. i guess i shouldn’t complain; after all, it’s yet another gorgeous day in columbus, and i should appreciate every one after enduring a horrid winter. but i’m straying from my point. i need some advice on how to proceed regarding a certain plant…

for the past week, there has been a gorgeous green, leafy plant right outside of our condo building. it’s absolutely beautiful and lush and about two and a half feet tall – it’s in a wonderful ceramic pot, too. basically, it would look perfect in our condo. i’ve been watching this plant. it’s on a little cart with wheels. all of these characteristics lead me to believe that it belongs to someone; but i don’t understand why anyone would leave it outside for so long. it has an obviously not cheap pot and it’s just really pretty. i don’t know when something on public grounds actually becomes public. when we were moving out of our last house, it seemed that once we placed ANYTHING outside the perimeter of our door, it became public property and free for the taking. we watched people wheel away our belongings instantaneously, with calculated precision. however, i’m just not sure as to the guidelines and etiquette in our current situation.

so, i watered this plant at this exceptionally early hour. it seemed to need it. then i wrote a note and attached it to the pot. i expressed my desire to take the plant if it didn’t have a home; even to pay the current owner. i’m not sure how this will shake out, but i really love this plant. i can’t help but be reminded of those silly notes we’d pass back in middle school: “do you like me? check a box: yes or no.” “does this plant belong to anyone? please check yes or no.”

Jackson might have a home…

There is this college girl that seems nice enough, and although at bit young, i think she will provide Jackson the kind of home he needs… If you guys are not up to speed, we are fostering a pup because he needs a loving home. Mrs. Parks (an i have developed a soft spot for sheltered dogs) is really committed to helping dogs find suitable homes, where they will receive the same kind of love that we give Gus Parks everyday. (who is gus parks?  go to the link to the left ) They are so helpless and dependent on humans to give them the proper care, and if we turn a blind eye to this kind of epidemic it just isn’t right. i feel that is the responsibility of every competent human being to help those that are less fortunate or of less intelligence – those that cannot care for themselves. we do what we can on a limited budget, but we feel that any effort we make is a step closer in a collaborative push to help these domesticated, loyal animals live a fulfilling life. Please, if you care…show it. Visit the humane society and see what you can do today. We do what we can on a limited budget, but please, if you have the means to do more…help them…they have no one else…

Went out last night…

I went out last night, and i have come to realize that there are so many unhappy people out and about in bars, or clubs looking for something to fill the void, and it all seems so pointless when you are coming form the point of view of being in love. i suppose that i have a skewed perspective of it all since i am fortunate enough to have everything i have ever dreamed of in my life – my partner, Mrs. Parks. I mean i get it…everyone is looking for the person to couple up with two by two (lame Dave Mathews reference) but the reality of it all is so many people are packed into crowded bars, looking for the the one person they can call home. I also realize that some are there for mere purely stimulation and any kind of self gratification because they have become so benumbed to their reality and their day to day existence. That’s ok i guess. i just feel like they are looking in the wrong place – i mean i got lucky and found my life partner in a bar – serendipitous and ironic i know coming from the place i was coming from…in my moment of weakness i found my savior, and it wasn’t a Jesus. It was a silly Blondie girl that wouldn’t stop staring at me. I just feel like these people  for the most part,  are not going to find what they are looking for in a drunken haze,  in some bar in town…then again, i’m not sure where the ideal place is that you can meet people – quality people. Perhaps they are just as prone to blind luck or the law of attraction or whatever as i was…who am i to judge? I guess i just didn’t like to vibe…and i guess, as much as i hate to put myself in that group – i’m growing up, and no longer care about being seen or anything…i just want to have a harmonious home with person that i chose, and have a bottle of wine and cook dinner instead of spending $75.00 at some bar. I mean i have thought of all this before – it’s not like this just came to me. I never have been comfortable around a lot of people, or loud music (that sucks) ; i would just rather get wasted with my lady and best friends, with no agendas, no ulterior motives – just friends genuinely hanging out…and creating memories together…a celebration of life because it is so short and precious and sacred. That’s what truly matters – being with the people you love – not trying to prove something or manifest some fleeting, poignant moment that will mean nothing as soon as the liquor wears off. i’ve been there, and those memories never last or carry much weight in the long run. It’s when you stick through the thick and thin – it’s when you sacrifice for the other that you love that anything takes on meaning and significance. I’m babbling and it’s late so whatever…i love you Steph….

cool as a cucumber

i am currently in the fabulous town of naples, florida, and enjoying every second of it!  especially dinner last night…we went to tommy bahama’s and feasted on some delectable seafood treats while drinking artistic cocktails and being serenaded by live music.  it was perfect.  you know what was the most perfect part?  well, aside from the company (mom and andrea!), i would have to say the “cool as a cucumber” martini.  does anyone have the recipe for this amazingly refreshing drink?  it’s my new favorite! 

 anyway, i guess i should go back to bed.  my internal alarm clock is set for 7:15, so i woke up to write about cucumber martinis and now i’m going back to bed!!!  good morning and good night!