Garden News

Like I said, I had blogging on the mind and things in the camera.

This is my all-time favorite canna, blooming this week. I think I got it at an estate sale in this very neighborhood before we ever lived here. It was winter. I asked if I could buy the withered cannas in the side yard. They said "How?" I said I'll dig them up with the spade in the potting shed. $5 bought me some kickin rhizomes of the most beeyootiful cannas ever. I don't know what they are, but I look forward to them every year.

Then I repatriated them, moving them from Little House by the Refinery to The City of Pride and Purpose.

Ice

I bought an ice cream maker, and this is my first production: Meyer lemon lavender sorbet. The next week I made pear sorbet, and I don't know what next.

Yum.

Gizzards

My gizzards are not right.

I realized this after lunch, when my stomach repeatedly made gurgling noises that reminded me of the time when I ate those Pringles with Olestra. "This can't be good," I thought. And I did not perk up, so I went home while I still had my wits about me. I felt *so* cruddy, but I figured I'd catch up on my blogging while I was in the weeds.

I sparked up the computer to tell mrguy that I got home safely and commence the blogging, but before I could even do that, his car was in the driveway and he was making a quick beeline for the restroom. He was roughly the color of raw beef, his eyes were bloodshot and he was only room temperature. Not so hot. Seeing him so sick, I really felt much better by comparison. We went to the doctor, got some antihistamines and an epi-pen, and called in sick to uke class.

For the record, I still feel like dooky. However I always did want to go through the drive-thru pharmacy, and now I share it with the world!!

Trouble in Sumoland

My sumo boyfriend is on the ropes, to mix sumo and boxing metaphors.

Asashoryu, the first yokozuna from Mongolia, called in sick with an injury and then went to Mongolia to play a charity soccer match. He was captured on a cel phone video playing soccer, taking some hits and enjoying himself.

When word got back to Japan, he was suspended and put under house arrest until November 25th. He's depressed, but won't seek treatment. Here's the story from one of the international papers. And this from sumotalkdotcom

What is it with my sumo boyfriends?

My first sumo boyfriend was Akebono, the first foreign yokozuna (aka, Chad Rowan from Waimanalo). I still have such a soft spot for him. He must be on the outs with everybody in sumo because he wasn't at the big sumo tournament in Hawaii this year. And only the dinkiest picture of him appears in the program. And the Hawaiian media pretty much ignored his absence, which seems odd.

Oh well I guess I just like bad boys.

Here he is recently on Guam radio

Sumo. L.A. 2008. Oh yeah!