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Random Thoughts about life in general, living in the big city of Toronto
by Tricia
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by Tricia
I think I’ve been experiencing a bit of writers block these days, or perhaps it’s just the lack of material to write about. I’m still sick – of course, so I’m not getting out much.
My neighbor Sofie is the only one stalking me these days. Shelli gave up on that venture on Friday. Sofie is the elderly Greek lady who lives next door to me. We took our air-conditioner out of the window the other day so now she can see me sitting at the computer from her dining room window again. It’s kind of creepy to look out your window and see someone peering at you several times a day.
When she’s not looking for me via the window she’s knocking on my kitchen window, or worse, I’ll be walking into my kitchen and see a little wrinkled face staring at me. I just about jump out of my skin every time she does that. You’d think I’d be used to it by now since it happens at least 5 times a week, but I think that’s one of those things that you just never get used to.
I know she’s just a lonely old lady, but it’s seriously creepy!
I think I know why we have an increasing number of rats in our backyards lately too. BTW I never saw a rat around until last year, mice a few times yes, but rats – no. Sofie goes into her backyard and distributes her table scraps in her garden. Not just things that will decompose easily either such as fruit peelings or veggie scraps, no she’s burying things like meat and bone in her garden too. Naturally scavengers such as squirrels, rats and mice find these goodies. I’ve found small bone pieces in my garden and on my grass a number of times and now I know they’re coming from Sofie’s yard. It’s probably the squirrels finding them and then bringing them over to my yard to bury their treasure.
I’ll never get rid of the rats now!
Speaking of rats, my husband Chris played a joke on some of our other neighbors a week or so ago. Except he didn’t tell me about his little prank. So I’m sitting at home, on the computer probably, when I hear this furious pounding on our door. I open it up and it’s one of the guys from a few houses over.
Now, this guy happens to be gay, and he lives with his partner and two boarders. We’re friendly with them and we’ve been over to their place for drinks and they’ve been over to our house too. We also help each other occasionally with various household tasks like helping move things or helping with renovating etc.
We’ve got a big Canadian flag hanging on a pole outside our house, and they have a Canadian gay pride flag hanging outside their house. Ours was stolen a couple of years ago. It ended up being some of our friends playing a joke on us. They were going to cut up our flag and send us pieces of it in a ransom note! Until they saw a note that I posted in our window basically ranting and shaming the neighborhood for such a dirty deed. They felt bad so they gave it back unharmed.
These two guys knew this story and we’ve joked back and forth about stealing each others flags and we’ve said that our friends should have switched our flags instead of just stealing ours way back when they played their trick on us.
So back to the pounding on the door and A standing there looking furious. I opened the door and asked him what was wrong since he looked so upset. He said “Is Chris home?”, I replied that Chris was out walking with our boarder. “Which way did they go?” I told him that I didn’t know, but I thought they were off on a long walk so they could be anywhere.
He then asked me if Chris had taken their flag down and put it on their backyard patio. I didn’t know anything about this and I told him so. He seemed very upset though and he wanted to get in his truck and go and find Chris. At this point even if I knew where Chris was I doubt I would have told him because I was starting to imagine my husband being run down by a pick up truck over a flag prank.
When Chris got him I asked him if he did something to the guys flag and he said he’d taken it down, rolled it up nicely and tucked it in their backyard – a few days before. I guess the guys aren’t all that observant if they didn’t notice that it was missing earlier than that day. I told Chris he’d better go over and apologize to A since he seemed so mad.
Chris went and talked with them and came back saying that A wasn’t mad, but I don’t know, he sure seemed mad to me. I don’t think we’ll be playing tricks with their flag again! Now they’ll probably try to get us back though.
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It’s Click and Comment Monday – you know the drill, visit a link on my site and then leave that person a comment, then visit their renter or a link from that site and so on and so on. Visit at least 5 sites in order to spread the bloggy love.
by Tricia
It’s Doctor Moms last day here. I’m so sad, she’s been a great roomie and we’ve had a lot of fun visiting with each other. I’m hoping that all of my visitors have gone over to visit with her too. You can still vote for the Idiot of the week. Look over her last few posts to rate the Idiot selection and then select one to vote for. She’ll announce the winner on Monday. Go on, go vote.
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I thought that I’d show you a couple of the flowering plants that I grow in my front garden bed, and in our planted boulevard.
The flowerbeds at the front of our house were more of an after thought after we finished putting in raised flower beds with interlocking easy stone, and installed a patio in the backyard. We used some of the left over stones to create raised beds in the front.
The backyard garden was supposed to be our delightfully special garden, but the front has become a rival to it as it’s matured.
Here’s a photo of Autumn Joy Sedum.
This plant starts out looking like a green succulent, but usually by the end of July the flower stalks begin to grow. As the flower buds develop the heads of the flower stalks are green at first, then they become a whitish colour. Personally I think they look a bit like cauliflower at this point. By the end of August the blossoms to be are turning a nice pink and the bees are starting to notice them. In fact they are often covered in bees.
By mid-September all of the tiny flower buds begin to open and they go from pink to this very pretty magenta colour. This colour will darken as the days get cooler. By the end of October the flowers will be finished and will have dried out. I think that they look sort of ornamental around this time when they are dried out, sort of like dried flowers – beige in colour but still interesting.
A few of the sunflowers that I grow in my front Boulevard Garden bed:
Mr. Fab seems to think I’m freakishly tall (I’m not, I’m only 5′ 10 1/2″), but if he saw my sunflowers he’d realize that they are the ones that are freakishly tall. Some of them must be 14 or more feet tall.
We planted our front boulevard flower bed with Siberian Iris’, Salvia, marigolds, alysium, dahlia’s, daylilies, delphinium, malva, cosmos, peonies, spring bulbs, four types of sunflowers, and we have a Morning Glory vine growing on the “No Parking Sign” that’s in the boulevard flower bed.
From April until at least the end of October there is always something blooming in that flower bed. We planted it more for our neighbors enjoyment than our own, and they all seem to love it. Plus, we are the only ones with a planted boulevard for several blocks, so our house is very easy to find if a friend or relative is trying to find it.
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by Tricia
This weeks theme is COMFY
Here’s a photo from the past:
That adorable looking little girl is my niece Petra. She’s the one that got married this past April. I know that she and her brother Scott- the cute baby in the photo, are almost 4 years apart in age. I was 12 when Petey was born, so I must be about 15 or 16 in that photo! Do you think I look like a 16 year old in that photo?
I chose this photo because we looked so comfy sitting on the couch together. Me loving my new little nephew. Look at the little Moccasins on his feet. They were the cutest little kids, and they’ve turned out to be both beautiful and handsome as they’ve grown.
Have you visited my friend Doctor Mom yet? Why not? Every week she posts contestants on her site for Idiot of the week. All of the contestants are up now and it’s time to vote. There’s some doozies this week. Go on over and have a look for yourself.
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by Tricia
Have you been to visit my renter Dr. Mom from You’ve Got 2 B kidding yet? What are you waiting for? Go to her site now and vote for the idiot of the week. That’s always an interesting post. Let her know I sent you.
What was I going to tell you about? Hmm, let see … Oh yes I remember now. My supposed friend Mr. Fab AKA The Fab, AKA the guy who writes those crazy stories on Pointless Drivel has done me wrong!
On Sunday night three of us attended the first ever Blog Emmy awards, then we went to several after parties. God that was fun! Now The Fab is posting pictures of me and my stalker friend Shelli on his site! We didn’t give him permission to do that. He’s babbling away about drunken red heads and how we can’t hold our booze. What’s worse, he’s saying the picture he posted is of me passed out drunk. I was just resting! Hey, we partied until 6 in the morning, a girls gotta rest her head at some point. Plus the photo that he put up of Shelli isn’t even the right Shelli, that was another girl with the same name – confuse easy Fab? – who was embarrassingly drunk.
Well, when the going gets tough this Redhead TAKES REVENGE! Muhahahaha!
Fab got dressed up for the Awards Ceremony, and I mean dressed up. Here he is in his kilt, already hitting the beer. Would ya look at those legs!
Fab disappeared near the end of the Awards ceremony. One of the other award winners or nominees found him in the washroom. Uh Mr. Fab what were you saying about redheads not being able to hold their liquor?
We got him standing and he drank some water. Unfortunately he threw up the water and all the liquor he was holding in the sink! How embarrassing for him. Luckily he had a change of clothes and he sobered up enough to change. We went out for burgers and got some coffee into the fab and he was ready to go to the after parties.
Unfortunately he didn’t stay sober for long:
He spilled beer all over his shirt, so Shelli and I helped him remove it. He was wearing a black T-shirt underneath. Shelli and I left Mr. Fab in the care of a few of the nominees – you know who you are – and went off to talk with all the other partiers and oh we danced so much! Time just flew.
When we got back to our table we discovered that someone had done this to poor passed out Mr. Fab:
Honest Fab we didn’t do it! Now, everyone knows that this is the real reason why Mr. Fab shaved off his beard and his new hair growth the other day. It wasn’t because he looked scruffy or anything, he was actually looking quite handsome in a rough and dangerous kind of way. No, he shaved off the beard and hair because of the trick that the other nominees and I think one award winner played on him. As I said earlier- you know who you are, Mr. Fab is looking for ya and when he figures out who did this too him look out!
I actually think that this was the reason why he had such a bad experience in his doctors waiting room on Monday. He was so hung over that he slept in and didn’t have time to get rid of the embarrassing face on top of his head before going to the doctors. No wonder that post was so full of venom!
Being the good people that we are, Shelli and I escorted Mr. Fab home. We met Mrs. Fab and she’s just a doll. Fab is so lucky to have her, especially showing up at the door in the condition he was in that night er I should say morning.
Mrs. Fab got Mr. Fab changed while Shelli and I had some of her delicious coffee. Oh I needed that, it was so good. Unfortunately Mr. Fab refused to go to bed. Instead he lay on the floor like this:
As far as we know he stayed that way until just before his doctors appointment on Monday.
I had felt sorry for him until I saw what he posted yesterday about Shelli and I partying it up on his site. I have more pictures, even more embarrassing ones. Say sorry or I’ll post them.