An Edible Front Yard

After my Earth Day rant I’m sure no one would expect to hear me talking about this, but it just makes since, an edible front lawn.  I’m not apposed to living healthy and making the world a better place to live, I was just tired of hearing all the “green” talk and yes some of it seems to be nonsense.  But, then I stumbled across this article on Edible Estates and it just makes sense.  The concept is to replace the manicured front lawn with a vegetable garden.  If your going to waste water on the front lawn to look pretty why not have it grow vegetables to feed your family and friends.  Vegetable gardens can be pretty and productive.

In Las Vegas I love having a yard where my kids can play barefoot and not burn their feet on the hot concrete.  I love to be able to have a spontaneous picnic whenever I please on our lawn.  I do however see the kids spending less and less time on the grass as they get older. 

In Las Vegas it takes a lot of water to have a front lawn.  I am aware that I live in a desert and I should conserve water. I do try, I have a toilet that has two flush options, half or whole flush.  There is always a conversation about the toilet whenever we have company over and our son likes to tell us if he is going to have to use the whole flush before is goes to the bathroom.  We have the low flow showerheads and I would love to have a new water saving washing machine but our old one still works.  The lawn is one thing I thought I couldn’t give up until I heard about the edible front lawn.  I’m not saying I’m digging up my lawn tomorrow, but it does make a lot of sense.  Maybe one of these days whenever I figure out gardening in Las Vegas I’ll be more serious about it.  In the meantime I’ve been browsing some cool layouts.  Here is my favorite, it’s called the pizza garden:

Wake Up Already!

Last night I was watching TV in bed.  Ronnie had been up since 2:30am and was fast asleep.  As I was channel surfing I stumbled upon this show called Cupid.  It had music and  mole sauce in it so of course it grabbed my attention. 

Then a funny thing happened.  The show mentioned one of my favorite bands…Uncle Tupelo!  I was shocked to hear Uncle Tupelo mentioned on TV!  I had to tell someone, but my someone that totally gets me was asleep and I didn’t want to wake him.  So I waited, and turned the volume up on the TV and pulled the covers off him and made the bed move, but all my subtle little ways to wake him up weren’t working.  So I had to bring out the elbow.  I did think twice before I jabbed my elbow in his side since he had been up since 2:30.  He woke up and I started to tell him what I just saw on TV and then he started snoring.  I had to wake him up again and decided to get straight to the point of my story without any background and then when I was finished he said OK and went back to sleep.  Then today when I asked him about it he didn’t have a clue what I was talking about.  Lesson learned…never tell Ronnie anything important past 9:00pm. 

A similar thing happened to my friend a while back.  She was at a Britney Spears concert. Let me just stop right there and explain…she was at the concert for her little brother who is 22 and autistic and just loves Britney, she was not at the concert because she really wanted to be there.  Anyway here she was and she looks over and sees Pauly Shore in the audience and immediately wants to call me.  There was no one else she could think of that would share in her excitement about seeing Pauly Shore, but she didn’t want to call because it was kind of late.  She had more restraint then me.  Yes, I know I’m a big nerd, but I was sure I was gonna marry Pauly Shore when I was younger.  There I said it, and I even wanted customized license plates that said WEEZEL and I may have wrote Shawna Shore a few hundred times.  Could you imagine our kids hair…that is a crime itself. 

 

Both instances left me thinking,  who do you call when you just have to share something with someone?  You husband, sister, brother, good friend?  And what do you do when you can’t reach them?