Turn around, bright eyes...

After work and home and dinner and while sitting out on the patio with my poppa, looking at the new deck, the leaves that appear red or dark green - depending on where the sun is hitting them - I began to hum along with the radio. Both of our feet were up on the table, it was a breezy June evening, our arms were tired. Our backs were tired. The grass was green and swaying in the wind. We didn't say anything for about fifteen minutes.
And then Total Eclipse of the Heart began playing. You know that song. "Turn around... every now and then I get a little bit lonely and you never come 'round." You know that song. Right? Yeah, you do. That guy knows what I'm talking about!
Anyway, it's a friggin' power ballad and I got into it. Humming turned to lip-synching, turned to softly singing up until the chorus. I conjured up the energy and passion that from Old School. ...yes. Yes. Double-yes. I did include the swear words AND the yodeling, but only for a little bit for the yodeling.

*power ballad fist pump*
And I need you now tonight!
I fucking need you morrrre than ever!
*power ballad air guitar solo*
heyyyyyyodelay yodelay yodelay HEE HOO!

Anyway - that was fun.
At the end of the song (it's a really long song), I leaned back again and said, "good song."

Dad: That song... played all day long.


... ...I also learned that the wicked huge and wicked awesome garden that we had at our Grand Rapids house has been converted to a... I don't remember what it was really, but it wasn't a vegetable garden. It was a kids' toy and play area... which is completely out of line. Apparently my brother had driven by or went to visit, I don't know, but he was pretty pissed. "The garden is gone."
And a clink of the beer bottles.*

Tomorrow evening, we leave for visits and Iron and Wine. It will be terrific and a total summer time adventure.
Then Discovery Days starts and that will be super busy. And fun, I hope.

At the moment, there are chives, cilantro, cilantro-esque herbage (Harriet will find out the legit name for us), Italian basil and lemon basil ready for the picking mere steps from the door. Four pepper plants (two bell, two chile) are planted. This will be a good summer.

And yes, my eye(s) are feeling better. You're a darling for having worried so much. I love you... well, probably. Who is this I'm speaking to?

I worked today, mostly, with an old friend from high school - the reminiscing was actually quite enjoyable.

Keep away from the tomatoes everyone, unless you get them from a garden that knows what it's doing - as in, that doesn't use manure from animals that HAVE salmonella in their intestine. Listen to the news, kids.

*no, not really. but hopefully soon.

edit - 12 47 am. You know there's going to be a wicked thunderstorm soon, very soon, when a whole mass of ducks fly outside your window this late. Yeah, you can hear them tearing down 4th avenue, through the cinder block walls and the neighbor's air conditioner on full blast. You can hear them, a four-minute stream of duck noises because there are so many and because they are freaked freaking out... ... ... man it would be fun to go freak out in flight with a bunch of your friends at one in the morning.