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      I was on my way to the grocery store yesterday with my empty cart.  When I got to the parking lot behind the store I suddenly got a severe pain with a sharp tingling sensation in the back of my thigh and couldn't stand on it for at least three minutes.  It hurt really bad for the rest of the day when I moved or stood on it for the rest of the day.  Before I got to the parking lot I was walking normally with no pain.  Now my whole thigh is numb.  I didn't fall or bump my leg.  It felt like I got shot but didn't.

     When I was limping into the store I asked one person to help but he didn't know what to do. I was scared.  Two other people stopped and asked me if I was Ok.  One woman said that she has had the same problem and the other guy on my way home told me to be careful and slow down.  Every try to push an overloaded grocery cart home barely being able to step on one leg with noone being able to help?  I made my teenage daughter, who acts like she doesn't have a care in the world, to pull the cart up the two flights of stairs when I got back because there's no way I'd be able to do it.

   Why do all of the people that stop to help others have the same things in common?  Have you ever seen a rich person, business person or a homeless person stop to help anyone out?  If they did, you'd have to pay them, if they stopped at all. 

   Between the apartment buildings where I live lies a garden.  At certain times it's really quiet and hardly anyone goes there for weeks at a time. Then for a few days there's nothing but activity there.  This garden has more than one use.  I secretly buried my two cats there a few years ago and planted a garden on top of it and yesterday my neighbor buried her cat that just died right next to my two cats and planted flowers on top of the grave.  We are unable to make them look like graves since it's in a public place.  We have to secretively garden and do our business over there because everytime someone hears a noise out there everyone looks out their windows to see what's going on.   Especially what we had to do yesterday, noone wants to see that.

     When I buried my cat there, Gardener Bob, the gardener for my apartment building, planted some Hostas in my garden, that's suddenly not mine anymore,  I hope he didn't find anything he wasn't supposed to find.  When the caretaker buried the cat she uncovered some teeth and a little bit of my cat.   She reburied them.  She had to dig a little bit further over.

     A couple of years ago someone had a party over there.  It's so peaceful and beautiful, your not too far from the street, still have peace and quiet. If you don't mind someone checking to see who it is when you first get there.  I like to sit out there when there's not too many people around.   

     Awhile ago I wrote about Gardener Bob, who's the gardener of my apartment building. He carefully plants all of his flowers and plants in specific spots according to size and color.  He planted them on the balconies, between the buildings and across the street in front of the store.

    Now he has started a farmer's market in a parking lot, on a busy street, by a church late in the afternoon, one day a week.  He has a vegetable garden a block away from it.  He printed out little fliers and posted them in the store across the street and handed them out to everyone.  He said that he didn't know how much he'd be able to have in the market and was going to get others with gardens to join him.  I wonder how much he's going to be able to have there since our growing season in central Minnesota is so short, three months max at the most. 

     I wonder what his farmer's market is like.  I'm tempted to go one time just to find out but it's at such an inconvenient time where noone will have the time to stop and look at it.  He's probably really picky about that too.  He opened it at the beginning of July.  He's probably got what little vegetables he's able to get all neatly lined up in rows and when someone buys something he quickly replaces it and sets it on the table just right.  He's such a great guy and he has such a good sense of humor.  I hope he never moves. 

   Please everyone be safe over the Fourth of July!  And most of all be considerate of other people.  There was fireworks here a week ago that sounded like it was on the street right out side our homes.  It was really loud like a bomb going off.  A lot of the people I work for in a senior highrise right next to it were awake half the night because of the loudness and all of the wild partying outside on the streets.  They should have waited until the fourth for it, at least people would be prepared for them.

   If anyone is going to light off any fireworks please be safe because I hear on the news every year of people getting their hands blown off or badly burned because of it.  If your going out to see the fireworks make sure that the elderly, handicapped and litttle children are in front or somewhere where they can see it too.  It's always makes people angry when they go out to see something and someone is blocking their view and refuse to move.  Try to think of how the other person sees it, from their point of view.  Don't take your pets to the fireworks, it scares about 98% of them.  It really frightens my three cats. 

My daughter's graduation was yesterday and it was the most poorly planned ceremony I've been to, the choir and soloists sounded like an American Idol audition for choirs, the Magna Cum Laude and other speakers stood up in front of you and lied, the entrance and halls and patio outside the auditorium was so packed with people noone could get through (so everyone just stood there in groups of people with no space in between for people to get through, not moving an inch, the seats had no padding in them (which made it feel like you were sitting on a fence post) and was the size for a six year old to fit in (once you sat down you couldn't move or see the graduates come down the aisle when they entered. But other than this the weather was great, not too hot or too cold. It didn't even rain, which it's been doing every day for a whole week and a half around here. Why can't they make auditoriums more comfortable and accessible for people? And one other thing, when you left the autitorium it felt like you were walking up a gigantic hill to only have to push your way through a crowd of people who refused to move for you to get out on the other end. Please everyone plan your ceremonies and events that way it'd make the guests and everyone else more comforable and things would go a lot smoother. Plus it'd save a lot of time. I hope all graduations are not planned like this!

     My daughter is graduating tomorrow and there's been nothing but tension and arguments in my house for the past two weeks.  Why does everyone have to argue and get at each others throats when an important event is here.  Some people don't know how to express their happiness at the important event that they overdo it on the gifts and the preparations, more than we or anyone for that matter would need or want, other people who are involved in the event that are happy for them are unable to express their feelings for them, unable to buy anything, get made fun of and questioned. 

     When there's an important event, such as graduations, weddings and such people should set a standard on what's expected so the people who are unable to do as much or provide as much are not left out or felt like a cast off because they don't have as much as everyone else.  Like everyone should bring one present or share in the event as equally as possible.  The most important people always get left out.

     We should all help out the hosts as much as possible because they have a million things to do before the event,  people would enjoy themselves more and there wouldn't be so much for one person to do.  That way she can relax and enjoy herself too.  Ask her if she wants some help.

 

The caretaker of my apartment building was carefully planting the plants on the balcony and garden across the street from where I live.  First he'd hold the plant up to each pot he had laid out to see if it'd fit, if it didn't he'd hold it up to the ones he already had planted to see if it looked right next to it.  After doing this with several times he'd check to see if the color of the pot matched or looked good in the pot.  Once he found the right one he checked carefully to see if it was placed next to another plant that was just the right size to put it next to, he did all of this on a balcony that barely had enough room with all of the bright red lawn chairs my landlord picked out for the balcony.

After he was done on the balcony he started on the garden across the street.  But instead of pots he'd take the plant out of the pot place it next to a plant that was already planted to see if it looked right.  He'd carefully step one foot into the garden over a small fence leaving the other foot on the sidewalk.  How he could bend like this is beyond me.   

He has the plants that are in giant pots along side my building planted with one huge plant in the middle and lots of small ones around the sides.  He's so careful and creative about his gardens.  I bet next he'll be doing topiary.  He's going to start a Farmer's Market in a month and I bet he'll have all of the vegetables that he and his friends have grown strategically placed on the tables.  He calls himself gardener Bob. 

After seven months of cold gloomy weather we finally get some warmth and some sun.   It's been such a long time since we've seen it it feels really good. 

Maybe us Minnesotans will be able to get out and do some things outside.  Like gardening and going for walks.  You Southerners don't know how lucky you are to have this all year long.  We certainly wish we did.

     Every person I've met on this site is from down south or from California so far.  I wonder how many people that use this site are from up north.  Sometimes it feels like I'm the only one. 

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