Dragonflies and cilantro...complete unrelated except in my blog

Okay, first thing is I took this picture of a dragonfly while I was outside playing with the boys.


Two things are significant about this. First, isn't that kind of cool? Second, I uploaded my pictures, and that day I'd taken more pictures of the dragonfly than I did of my children. I guess it's true...by the time they're three years old, you stop with the obsessive, non-stop picture taking.

And in unrelated news, I bought an organic cilantro plant to replace our original cilantro plant, which had bolted*. I've had a recurring urge to go buy non-organic fertilizers to sprinkle all over the cilantro while cackling maniacally. Does that make me crazy?

*Bolting doesn't mean the plant grew legs and ran away, although that would be really cool. Bolting, I learned, is the term for when the plant flowers, produces seeds, and stops producing the delicious leaves. It's not just cilantro...my parsley is currently bolting as well.

1k Wednesday, Destroying our trees edition

Here it is: the very hungry caterpillar. Our trees' leaves are becoming lacier by the day. When will the tree service get here to spray? Soon these stupid winter moth caterpillars will have eaten entire leaves!

They're little, but annoying. This is one on my son B-man's hand. When we're outside, the inchworms fall out of the trees on to us. I'm not sure if I'm ever going to go outside again after having caterpillars rain on me. Yuck.

If a tree falls in the woods...

Pppssst. I have a secret. I haven't told anyone about my blog. Well, I've linked it in here and there, but haven't drawn any attention to it. Haven't told any friends or family.

What's up with that?

It's kind of like a journal I leave sitting open on a table in a coffee shop while I go to wait in line for 20 minutes to get a bagel and coffee. Sure, probably no one will read it, but maybe.

Random thought: The King and I always have cheese fondue for New Year's Eve dinner. This year we're trying to recreate a fontina/roasted garlic/date fondue we had at The Melting Pot. Wish us luck.

Bonus random thought: I think I'm going to try to take a photo a day in 2008. I'm not arty, nor am I an especially proficient photographer. But on the plus side, the chances of me taking a photo of my own disembodied eye, or anyone else's for that matter, are fairly low. What's up with all the people who take photos of just an eye, maybe a sliver of nose or eyebrow, but not the whole face. Odd. Says the girl who is the definition of odd.