Food, garden, work and silliness

Beloved is very very happy with himself for the first of the produce has left the garden and made its way into the kitchen.

This follows weeks of battles while I explained that, yes, it may be RIPE but it won’t rot if you leave it on the plant for another week or so. This has prevented his usual habit of picking a strawberry. One strawberry. Or maybe 2 beans. We actually have a crop we can USE *shock* Strawberries and lettuce and new potatoes. Beating my negative assumptions, his tomatoes have gone berserk (proof of global warming? Growing tomatoes outside, not under glass in Yorkshire) and will likely drown us in sweet red fruit come harvest and his corn actually has 3 cobs. Which he measures, repeatedly every day. So far I have managed to avoid making penis jokes. So far.

However,. Mother Nature is on notice that having the lettuce and the cucumber grow at different times is inefficient. Please to be fixing this. And Beloved is on notice as well – why are we grwoing salad crops? We hate salads. Also, I admire how he’s found the sunniest part of the garden, the part, the only part, that gets sun all day, and decided THAT is where the path will be. Because, y’know, that’s not prime planting ground AT ALL is it?

In other news, I’ve greatly expanded the work I do for a couple of orgs, rather unexpectedly and in a haphazard fashion part of which may involve allowing the use of our spare room. Not entirely sure if I’ve leaped in beyond my comfort zones, but I can’t deny the rightness of it. But I am so overworked it’s not even funny – have told boss man that I do not need my scheduled to explode excessively.

To which he challenged “and can you explain to me adequately why you are devoting so much time away from this firm with other legal organisations?”

I came up with “advancing the firm’s reputation and respect, establishing community, organisational and specialist expert ties, networking among opotentially advantageous contacts, experience in somewhat specialised areas of law as well as generally reversing the stereotype that lawyers are evil bastards.”

He applauded. Perfect bullshit at a moment’s notice, he is impressed and amused. I’m sure he only asks such questions to see if we can make up plausible sounding pompous bullshit on the fly. Ah well, I suppose it’s good practice for a lawyer, aye? (No lawyer jokes, I’ve heard them all. yes yes I have).

Hmmm now I just need to arrange the day to have a few more hours. I’m playing catch up with my email addresses, blog comments and that thingy whose name i have forgotten. And I’ll try and address my twitter feed at some point.