Making progress in the Avocado department

Last week I posted about my luck at opening a big ripe California avocado and finding a pit that had started to sprout. I put it in water and hoped that transition wouldn’t stop the growth.

Today I was encouraged seeing new growth.

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Note the small new white roots on the bottom and the sprout coming out of the top!!

Looks like I will have a new avocado plant in 2017!!

Garden fix

Let’s face it-for those of us that love gardening and cultivating indoor plants~~February can be a real challenge. After the holidays, as the days start getting longer one minute at a time one naturally starts mentally planning for spring.

Last weekend here in Chicago it was a real double feature-3 day weekend AND record breaking warm temperature! My daffodils and tulips are about 3 inches above ground right now.

Then temps dropped into the 30’s and I woke up to snow flurries yesterday. I usually visit a local conservatory each weekend with my grandson but I pulled out the big guns today and visited the Orchid show at the Botanic Garden.

I think this should get me through the next week or two

Lion

I’m on a roll-I did in fact move from the comfort of my bed and go see movie with my daughter. We chose Lion.

It was good, really good. Set in India and Australia which is always nice to see something other than the same run of the mill American drama/comedy. It did a lot to show the reality of childhood, families and poverty in India.

I’m not saying everyone will love it but I would definitely recommend it.

One thing-the lady who sat two seats away from me, older with a cane, alone…cried through the whole movie. I got a tear or two but she cried-nose blowing crying.

Best of all, this fulfills my new years resolution for February!!

Return of the avocado

Way back I used to post about using avocado pits to grow plants. I think I mentioned the standard method is to place toothpicks in the pit and suspend it over water until a root appears.

Now I have had hit or miss success with this-some very promising pits just never produce a root. I’ve waited months…and taken lots of teasing during the long wait…with about equal duds as pits that sprouted. It’s always  a moment of redemption when after months of waiting the pit finally begins to grow. Read more here

This week though I was able to jump start the whole process hen I cut open beautifully ripe Florida avocado (left below)

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and found a pit already sprouted!!

I placed the aforementioned toothpicks and put it in water just waiting for the root to grow a little more and the plant to sprout from the top.

Avocados do make lovely plants and I have in the past had one that grew to about 5 feet tall. They will never bear fruit but they have big green leaves so hopefully this pit will give some good results. I really need some good results~~

resolution update

I have finally succeeded to fulfill one of my resolutions. I went to my early morning boot camp class all three scheduled  days-Monday, Wednesday AND Friday this week!!

Woo Hoo!!! I usually only get to two sessions each week for some reason-either work, fatigue or just plain laziness. But this week I did it!!

Ironically though that is my 2016 new years resolution! I completely failed on that last year since I even missed 4 months of boot camp because of my surgery. Better late than never!

Now I am struggling with this years resolution to go to a movie-out to the cinema not Netflix on the couch-once per month. I thought this would be a no-brainer-something fun, easy, cheap…

It’s the end of February and I haven’t gone to the movie this month. I wanted to see Manchester by the Sea but that is not playing nearby but I have a second and third runner up and they both start at 4pm today. I just made a cup of coffee and I’m hoping that will give me the the energy to get me out of my warm comfy bed on a cold February afternoon.

 

2016 was not a good year

In fact I will contend that it was in the top 5 worst years of my whole life. And when you compare it with the year my parents got divorced and the year I found out (with three small children) that my husband of 15 years was addicted to heroin that’s some pretty stiff competition.

I’m not sure if i mentioned how it started – although technically it was the last week of 2015 it set the whole year off with a bang…or should I say squeak.

My then boyfriend, roommate, potential soulmate left for Christmas to visit his family on the east coast-totally fine, his parents are getting old and he wants to spend time with them. What wasn’t fine is that we had seen a few mice before he left and with his usual carefree, nothing will go wrong attitude he said he would wait til he got back to call an exterminator.

I’m all for taking responsibility and in this case I failed to express my very deep disgust for mice.

So we both have our nice respective Christmases except the day after he is still with his family but I am alone in his apartment. So, feeling a little lonely I take a nap and then go to run a bath. As I glance at the sink, I see this:img_0771

Now I don’t have great vision these days but I know something is up so I get closer to see what this is and of course what it is is a mouse-in the bathroom sink!

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I text this photo to boyfriend and this is where his supreme lack of concern takes on epic proportions-he replies “How cute!”

By the time he realizes that was probably not the best choice of responses I have my bags packed waiting for my sons to pick up my stuff.

This becomes the 2016 “mouse incident”. It becomes my go to example of how little regard he has for me.

At this time we are co-owners of a medical cannabis associated business which is having lots of issues and everything becomes more complicated and strained since we don’t talk to each other for most of January and February.

He periodically takes sides against me in the business and resorts to screaming at me and criticizing my lack of business knowledge-I’m just a “government worker”–I don’t have any management skills…even though I was only supposed to be an investor and have a full time job already.

By April, we kind of make up and I have surgery looming so he mans up and says he will take care of me afterward especially since I wasn’t able to drive for 6 weeks. The surgery went as well as could be expected but hey, surgery is not pleasant under any circumstances.

The undercurrent throughout this whole period is of course the presidential campaign and for whatever crazy reason my hippie peace loving boyfriend was enamoured and sucked in to the Trump bullshit. I really just ignored most of it thinking that he was either A) trying to get a rise out of me or B) just wanting attention by posting Trump shit on facebook. Either way, I tried to ignore it and honestly I don’t care who people voted for but I draw the line at listening to fake news at breakfast. Some of the insane items he tried to force down my throat were 1) Hilary had a neurological condition 2) Michelle Obama was a man 3)Michelle Obama never gave birth 4) of course Barack Obama was not born in the US 5) climate change is not real…

I give him credit for taking some good photos of my incision, img_1094picked me up promptly from work~~~~but I still did an awful lot for myself and for him during that time.

The other shoe dropped on July 15, 2016. the day of the attempted coup d’etat in Turkey. we were with his son at Chipoltle and still taking in the whole situation. Again keeping in mind that I lived in Turkey for one year, I have friends there and I just visited in 2015 and he knows that. He went on to tell his son that everyone who had been killed in the coup were Muslims and nobody should be surprised because the Koran tells Muslims to “kill”. WTF??? what the bloody fucking hell??

On the way home when I expressed my displeasure at his total disregard for facts and disputed his broad sweeping generalizations…he screamed at me me that I was “naive” and not as informed as him.

Again, I packed my belongings and left while he laid on the sofa playing with his phone. no apology. Later his excuse was that he’s Italian, he shouts, get over it.

in addition to this drama, my daughter got a divorce and my brother was undergoing chemo and all that associated palova.

The year has ended-the business has closed and I am single. i recently told my ex that I used to put up with bullshit in relationships, I have been trapped in unhappy relationships because of financial/legal constraints but no more. I have a home, a home he refused to live in and rarely even visited.

2017 is off to a good start. I got a bonus at work based on an excellent performance review, got a big fat tax refund, recovered some of the money I lost on the business and enjoying my grandson. I have a few vacation plans swirling around in my head~~

  • California drive vs fly. obviuosly driving makes it a cross country trek
  • England-canal boat
  • European vacation-fly to England, Eurostar to Paris, rent a car and drive to Italy. Stay in a quiet place in Italy and reverse.

 

England….again?

After living in England for 8 years, working as a nurse for 7 years and 180 days and having a small house over there… I maintain a precarious immigration status called ILR-Indefinite Leave to Remain.

It’s more than a work permit but less than citizenship. In the event that I eventually want to exercise my right to apply for British citizenship I will have to show:

  • Indefinite leave to remain or “equivalent” for this purpose must have been held for 12 months
  • the applicant must intend to continue to live in the UK or work overseas for the UK government or a British corporation or association
  • the same “good character” standards apply as for those married to British citizens
  • the same language and knowledge of life in the UK standards apply as for those married to British citizens

There is a caveat to ILR in that “intend to live in the UK”  is generally interpreted as no more than 2 years without a visit. So I have visited my friends and house/tenants 3 times in the past 6 years for the all important passport stamp in my second/expired passport that holds my ILR.

Once again in January, I traveled to England like I was just sporting off to the other side of town. Seriously, I have made this trip so many times it’s like second nature. On this trip I really thought about how this is the only place, of the many I have visited, that I have returned to again and again.

I have lots of emotional connections to this particular part of England and there are several friends I love to see

Maybe someday I’ll move back there…