Showing posts with label ranting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ranting. Show all posts

Thursday, April 12, 2012

2012 - Pail No!

Really?  $139.95 for a Watering Can?  Really?

I have been following a blog called Garden Rant and they have some really good info on their site and pointed out something interesting.  They have a good point.  Copper Spades and Forks that cost hundreds of dollars are not for the everyday gardener.  Williams-Sonoma's Agrarian line is ridiculously priced, but so is everything on the site.  Don't get me wrong.  They have some beautiful items and I would like something for me to admire and never use, because I would be too afraid to break it.

If I were to go to my garden and attempt to use one of those items made of copper in my hard clay soil, they would be ruined and a real waste of a lot of money.  So my thought in this whole Agrarian line is for the people who have so much money to spend, they could buy these beautiful tools and keep them on their wall.  Being that they are beautiful, they are ornamental.  Too beautiful to put to work.  All show.  These people have people who bring their own tools to tend their garden, while the pretty tools sit on the wall shinning in the sun.

Now I know where all that stolen copper went to.  Let alone, why would I want to display some copper tools to be stolen.  They may as well be made out of gold.

Thursday, February 16, 2012

The Game of Life







Do you remember The GAME of LIFE?  Well, I do.  I pulled these cards from the board game that I had from 1991.  Whenever my family played it, I had the car with no kids and always drew the ARTIST Career Card with the SPLIT LEVEL House Deed.  AND the crappy payday.  These pretty much came true today.  I went to school to be an artist.  I have a split level house with REALLY bad foundation problems that makes me think my house is going to end up like the picture of that card.  Good thing I have earthquake insurance!  My payday is pretty much right on target with that salary card.  I won't reveal that.  Ha!

Although these things may reflect the today, but I believe that I can accomplish my ambitions in the better half.  My house may not be perfect, yet I feel at home.  It is not the most beautiful house on the block, but it has the most heart and it is growing along with all the improvements to come.  Although my pay sucks, I know when I am ready, I will do what I am supposed to do.  Right now, it seems it is not the time is not right.

This all sounds depressing.  But I am not.  To the contrary, I think it is amusing.  I wish I only paid $40,000 for the house, but you know.  That was back in 1991.  Gas prices were probably 50 cents a gallon then too.  Well, maybe not that low.