Cold Frame

Andrew and his Dad built me a cold frame over Christmas. I planted lettuce, spinach, basil & radishes in it the first week of the new year. Unfortunately, we then had an Arctic Blast the week after a few little lettuces were trying to poke through and I didn't put a heat source in it to keep them alive. So any seeds that had germinated are now dead. I'm hoping that there were a few that hadn't yet and will pick back up when it gets warmer next week. If not I'll replant.

A cold frame is essentially a mini-greenhouse. Here's a picture of mine.

International Harvester

This song always makes me smile when it comes on the radio.



And yes, our tractor IS an International Harvester.

Make Believe Career

I've decided that I need to come up with a make believe career to tell strangers. After yet another episode of "Oh you're a therapist, let me tell you all my troubles". It drives me nuts! If you're a mechanic and I've met you for the FIRST time I don't start asking you to diagnose the weird noise in my vehicle, I don't demand veterinarians that I bump into on a casual basis to treat my dog, neither do I ask a nurse in the grocery store what I should get to stop coughing. So WHAT possesses people to decide that all their dirty laundry should be aired to a COMPLETE STRANGER?!?!
I've come up with a plan to find a pretend career I can use when a stranger asks me, "What do you do?".
My initial idea was to say a farmer, I know enough about that to be believable. But then I remember Andrew getting stuck in Tractor Supply Company talking engine parts with a lonely farmer. I'm thinking there are too many farmers in my county to be able to do that and not get stuck talking for hours about how much rain we are or aren't getting, how my pasture rotational plan is working, what pesticides, insecticides, and fertilizers I am using this year, how many inches my corn's grown this week, or what I thought of the newest Harvester/Combine/Planter/Chopper at Empire Farm Day.

So I'm taking suggestions, what should I use as my quick get away imaginary career? And does this happen to anyone else, or just me?