Valentine Gardening :)

Tomorrow is the day! Get your seeds ready!

No, I am not joking.

I cheated. I did mine today when I got home because it is supposed to be really cold tomorrow.

I'm talking about planting lettuce. Now is the time in the midwest. You can also plant those fabulous snap peas that you eat fresh out of the garden.

I am sure there are other cold weather plants that can be planted, but those are my two favorites.

Anyway, the old wives tale is that you plant your lettuce seeds on Valentine's Day. I have done this for the last 4 or 5 years and the lettuce is phenomenal. I have planted on the top of snow (last year) and when it is muddy. Lettuce doesn't go deep so you just really sprinkle it on top and put a little thin layer (very thin) of dirt on top.

It does take a while for it to sprout, but you don't have to water it until it starts to get hot (after spring). And it is always going really well by the time we put the tomatoes in.

Give it a try :) Salads nice and early!

A Pain in the Neck

I can't decide what to write about today. I could comment on it being Super Bowl day, but I know I won't watch it as I am not into that sport. I could write about Ground Hog Day and its sexy origins (I researched it one year. It really isn't a holiday for children. Maybe that's why my hubby loves the movie so much, but it is a nice clean movie.) I could write about all the holidays coming in February (Valentine's Day and I think Mardi Gras is falling in Feb - need to go check that one).

But I think I am just going to stick with what I know today. This is a post about getting old.

I woke up yesterday morning around 7:30, which is pretty early for me on a weekend. I laid there enjoying the bright sun streaming through the window. And then I stretched. I felt something, well, different. Maybe like a watch feels when it finally goes "Ping" and starts screaming at you - "You stupid idiot! You wound me too tight! That's it, I'm done with this job."

Yesterday that is what my body did. It paid me back all day.

So I didn't notice much just laying there in my stretched out position on the bed. But then I tried to move. It seemed like everything wanted to move but my head. My neck was refusing to work. I rolled over to get out of the bed. It was extremely painful as I tried to stand erect. My neck was like a broken bobble head. I couldn't put my head up!

I couldn't look side to side. I used my hands to actually lift my chin! And then boy oh boy, did my body yell at me.

Now I have had cricks or kinks in my neck from time to time from sleeping funny. But you are still able to move somewhat. This was absolutely insane!

It ended up being one of the most wasted days ever. And here it was, gorgeous out, 50 degrees, sun, and I had trouble just standing up because I had to support my erect.

I took ibuprofen, flexeril, ibuprofen, wine, tylenol pm. (Of course not all together! - through the course of the day) Nothing helped. So needless to say, I was hoping that a good night's sleep would loosen things up a bit and help me feel better. And a crick in your neck always feels better the next day after you sleep (just incase that was what it was).

Today I can say I am better, but not fine. I have extremely sore muscles in my back and neck. I still have to turn slowly but it all feels much more loosened up. So who knows what it was/is. Gee, I am so lucky. It looks like I will be well just in time to go back to work. Not that I dislike work. I just hate wasting a weekend being sick or in bed. We should get "do over" weekends when you don't get to do anything you had wanted because of stuff like this.

This morning as I felt around my neck and rubbed it, my neck felt littler. So maybe it was swollen yesterday, which leads me to believe I pulled something. I told hubby this so today my name is "Shorty with the Little Neck." (see older post about Name Calling)

I think I am just getting old.