It was a grey and overcast morning. . .

I finally managed to get into my perennial bed in the front yard.  It’s a mess.  The ferns have gone on a riot and tried to take over the lily beds.  Well, I went at them with a pitchfork and yanked most of them out.  I will be giving a bunch to a friend of Tim’s who wants them for around her fish pond.  Better place for them, I think.

It has been a very rainy June so far, which is okay, because we desperately need the moisture, but it is starting to get a bit tedious.  As I’ve stated earlier I don’t have much time right now because work is winding up and I am very busy with union business, so, when I have a few hours I like to get outside and get mucking around in the dirt.  It’s tough to do that when everything is soggy and you’re essentially mucking around in mud.

I have plans to spend the rest of my day outside getting the perennial bed cleaned up and deciding where to transplant some things that desperately need it.

When I first looked at it yesterday I wanted to throw my hands up in defeat, but, instead, I just picked a place to start and before I knew it things weren’t looking too bad.  I have to be so careful around the lilies, it’s tough not to disturb them when I’m viciously yanking ferns out by their hairy roots.

In digging up one particularly large bunch of ferns I dug up a huge ant’s nest.  Holy crow did they go on the defense!  Every time I plunged my fork into the ground I had dozens of them jumping on to my arms.  Fortunately they’re easy to brush off and I attacked them back with great zeal.  (I have I said how much I hate ants, before?)

Hate is really too strong a word — I don’t hate them, I just hate them being in my garden, on my deck, in my house. . .

Anyway, today, I’ll go back out there and disturb them some more and hopefully they’ll pack up and move on.  I have tried everything else to get rid of them.  Nothing works.  Permanently.  Ants are like that.  Pests.

Well, much as I’d love to sit here and write for hours, I can’t.  I need to go eat my oatmeal — because I was very bad last night and ate pizza after ten o’clock!  I suffered all night.  And then I was feeling guilty because I’ve actually being doing okay with the Biggest Loser challenge at work.  I’m losing steadily (not a lot, but a little each week) and I’m actually quite proud of myself.  So, why I went and sabotaged myself with pizza (that wasn’t even all that good) I can’t figure.

Lesson learned, I suppose.

Holiday Monday

We are in Lethbridge for a few days.  It’s the Victoria Day long weekend.  So far, hasn’t been that warm, but at least it hasn’t been very windy, either.

Which Lethbridge is famous for.

Today Rick and Connie may be taking us out to Park Lake for a day in the sun.  We’ll play cards and have a picnic.  Just enjoy being.  Am really looking forward to it.

My husband is still sleeping.  It is 9:40.  I had to go roust him out of the lounger he fell asleep in watching TV.  It was 10 to 4 in the a.m.  He does that all the time.  Says he’s going to stay up and watch television after everyone else has packed it in for the night.  Then, he promptly falls asleep.  I don’t really mind because his body is a blast furnace and I can get to sleep without feeling like I’m going to roast to death next to him, but I do wake up with a start if it’s past 3 a.m. and he hasn’t made his way to bed yet.

Anyway, I’ve been up for a while now checking my email and doing a bit of CUPE business.  As I haven’t had much time for blogging lately I dropped in to check out what others have been up to and decided I should do a short post.

Not that it’s going to be anything earth shattering.  Just me prattling on about nothing.

Oh, I have entered a Biggest Loser competition at work.  So far, I am the Smallest Loser, which makes me a total loser.  It’s just incredibly bad timing.  Though I am trying my best.  Yesterday, I went out and bought up a bunch of fresh veggies because I know I can’t eat all the wonderful snacks Connie puts out and I don’t want to clean out their supply of veg’s.  So, I think I deserve points for that.  Also, Tim and I went for a good walk around Henderson Lake first thing in the morning.  I am trying to maintain my schedule and eat properly.

But, Connie made ribs for supper.  Connie makes fabulous ribs.  I had some.  Just a couple — I wanted to go whole hog, but I restrained myself.  And for dessert her Mom made this lovely blueberry angel food cake.  It’s fat-free, so I indulged.  I know I should have had some more raw veggies, but I was weak.  I don’t think I’m really cut out to be in this competition.  I’m just too weak when it comes to food.

However, I am finding that I am becoming way more conscious of how much I eat and that is a good thing.

In the end, if I’m not the Biggest Loser, it won’t be that much of a disappointment, but if I come out of this thing having lost at least a portion of the 15 lbs. I want to lose, I’ll be happy.  Especially, that I will have lost it without depriving myself of food that I love, and, even more importantly, that I won’t gain it all back (and then some) because I won’t have altered my eating habits so drastically.

And. let’s face it, I eat a pretty healthy, balanced diet now.  I think for me it’s more about portion control and getting more exercise.  If I can just make sure I’m keeping active I think I’ll be okay.

And that is about enough of that!

Hope you’re all having a fabulous long weekend.

Ta, ta for now.