Hodgepodge

Photo above is from New Point, Virginia. Text below is from No Point, Whatsoever.

Today's post will be different in that instead of rambling and veering off an actual topic, I will ramble and veer off no particular topic or rather several unrelated topics. It's just a running list of things jumping around all the cobwebs and tumbleweeds in my head, which is a very frightening place indeed.

First of all, Thursday night's trip to see my favorite blogger Bossy was grand. I would share pictures but that would have required a functioning brain cell a camera, which was inconveniently left at home. So instead just picture a group of about 10 or 12 folks gathered around a table filled with Greek nachos and fried green tomato lasagna at a place called Kitchen 64 in Richmond. To make the picture realistic, be sure to toss in several glasses of half-filled wine glasses. (Sprinkle these generously throughout. Rinse. Repeat.)

Among the cast of characters Bossy will be seeing on her cross-country tour are Grandma J.'s daughter and Foolery. If anyone reading this is in or near one of the cities she's hitting on her cross-country tour, please try to go see her, you won't be sorry. She's amazing--friendly, funny and fun.

Next up is an update on my everybody's favorite topic, the War on Ants. On the advice (given to me two years ago and only now acted upon) of our local pediatrician, I purchased some Terro and placed bucketfuls little drops of the liquid all over the kitchen and doorways. The first 24 hours were awful - there were ants everywhere, swarming. But now? Not a single one. Best of all, these bottles of Terro are under $3! Can you believe it? Three bucks to annihilate killer mutant ants.

I heart Terro and want to be their official spokesperson, not that they're looking for one, and not that they'd want me even if they were looking for one. Still, the offer's out there, Terro People.

Get some from your local hardware store, which for us is Sutton and Kline/Moughons, today. It really works.

Unrelated to any of that, I received an e-mail from Bob Harper, who is the archaeologist in charge of the dig at the John Clayton site which I wrote about here. He explained how one of his main goals is to keep the name of John Clayton, a local botanist, alive. He also very generously offered to give tours of the site any time.

If you're interested in a tour or volunteering at the dig, contact him at botseal@cox.net.

Lastly, the Chesapeake Bay Children, Chesapeake Bay Mother and I will be participating again in this week's Farmer's Market on the court green. We'll be the ones looking dazed and confused with the sign that says Royal Colony Farm, the original name of my grandfather's daffodil business back in the '60s and '70s.

CB Mother is bringing some of her artwork and freshly baked bread, and the CB Children will be selling white daffodils which are gorgeous and smell as sweet as perfume. I will be supervising, which translates into "sitting in the background guzzling sipping coffee and yacking with the other vendors."

Most importantly, have a great weekend!