Shoveling Is Good Exercise

 What a gorgeous day it was in sunny California.  Spring isn't going to hang around long however.  It's going to be 92 Thursday and Friday.  I'm thinking I need to go find a small horse trough and fill it up.  Especially after yesterday's yard work. 

But first, I have a question for all you RV folks who work with this stuff.  This being such a long heavy cord, I decided to roll it up in this plastic box for ease of loading and unloading.  Someone on a group site asked what they could do with their long 50 amp cord.  

I posted a picture.  About half the people said great idea and the other half said NO ... you will ruin the cord.  So what say ye?  Maybe I can find a bigger box.  I'm thinking this one is 16-18 inches square but I haven't measured it.  Do I need to do this differently?

As soon as breakfast was over, I headed back out to tackle this creature once again.  It turns out there is a really big lawn sprinkler INSIDE the flower bed.  My first question would be WHY?  At any rate, for the last year, not a drop of water hit the lawn.  It all went directly to the roots of this growing mass of frustration.  I think if you walked by too close, it would swallow you up.

Probably one of the first things we learned on the ranch, was how to handle a shovel.  The ranch was entirely irrigated pasture with levies throughout to direct the water over the entire field.  When the levy was full, we opened the wooden box to allow water to flow to the next section.  Whether at lunch time or at midnight, you had to open those boxes.

Rubber boots and a shovel were required to remove the three or four slats of wood pushed down into the side slots in order to let the water out.  Crawdads were a problem.  They like to dig deep into the soft mud around the box and hide ... waiting for their dinner to come along.  The next time you irrigated, the box would float right on out into the pasture.  DISASTER!!  In other words, you better know how to shovel and get that box back in place before all the water ran out.  I had arms of steel!!

Who knew I would use those skills 60 years later to remove the green goblin from my flower bed.  Today I feel like I got kicked by a horse, but that's okay.  It will work itself out when I keep digging to remove the tuber-like roots.  I just keep saying shoveling is good exercise!!

Once that was gone, I vegged out on the couch with Cooper while sewing yet another binding on a quilt.  Gee ... only three more to go!!

It's rather weird that my phone camera distorts the color so badly with this quilt.  It shows up bright Christmas red, when it's really a very pretty rust color.  I adjusted the image to make it look more like it does in real life.  

Finally, now beginning to really feel the shovel work, I instant-potted a huge chunk of pork loin I found at the store for $1.99 a pound.  It's a win-win since Cooper loves it too.  This is a sweet and sour version that turned out quite tasty.  Too bad I didn't have any veggies to throw in the empty side.  These went directly in the freezer ... my very own lean cuisine.

By the end of the day, we were pretty beat up.  Sadly, I can no longer shovel like a kid!!

It's time to start gearing up .... it's BINGO night .... oh the fun!!  At least it's not a full moon night.  Say a little prayer for CORN DOGS to be on the menu.  Those things are SO GOOD and I'm sure will help my sore muscles!!