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Someone push me into the shower.
I spent over two hours of quality time with my tomatoes tonight, pruning them back in the hopes that they would not topple into the zucchini. And speaking of zucchini, we found a herd (pack? gaggle? bunch?) of baby squash bugs in the front zucchini this afternoon, and it was disgusting. Philip took care of that before he left for work, and I was ever-so-grateful.
After coming inside for almost an hour, I had a strange desire to stroll out and look at my pumpkins again. I'm so glad I did, for I found another disgusting group of squash bugs ALL over one ripe pumpkin and the surrounding leaves. Ewwww! I tried to get at them wearing my gloves, but I was utterly grossed out - it was like a moving wall of bugs, almost as if a spider sac of babies had burst forth! I ran into the house to get the DustBuster (I figured it would be the quickest way to round them up), and I called over
Heather2's husband Andy to see if he would come help me with the squicky bugs. He and Josie came right over, and he helped me to toss the many, many bugs into a cupful of vinegar to kill them.
It was awful. *shudders* But I'm so glad he came to help.
Afterwards, I decided to just cut the ripe pumpkins and get them out of the garden. I cut all the ripe Jack o' Lantern pumpkins, and he helped me to pull off the ripe Jack Be Littles. As I was pulling off one of those on the bottom of the bush, I felt my glove become sickly damp, and I pulled my hand out to find that the entire bottom of that one little pumpkin had rotted and was wide open, orange-yellow goo. It smelled soooo nasty, and it was all I could do not to barf right there. I threw away the glove, grabbed another, and we continued pulling the Jack Be Littles. Thankfully, we didn't find anymore rotten pumpkins.
*squick*
It was dark by the time I finished loading the picked pumpkins onto the picnic table, so I'll take a picture of them tomorrow. There will still be many more to come, but in case these don't last until Halloween, I want to have a photo of them all.
But yeah, I need a shower... and HOW. I'm totally unmotivated though, so I need someone to push me into the shower.

I spent over two hours of quality time with my tomatoes tonight, pruning them back in the hopes that they would not topple into the zucchini. And speaking of zucchini, we found a herd (pack? gaggle? bunch?) of baby squash bugs in the front zucchini this afternoon, and it was disgusting. Philip took care of that before he left for work, and I was ever-so-grateful.
After coming inside for almost an hour, I had a strange desire to stroll out and look at my pumpkins again. I'm so glad I did, for I found another disgusting group of squash bugs ALL over one ripe pumpkin and the surrounding leaves. Ewwww! I tried to get at them wearing my gloves, but I was utterly grossed out - it was like a moving wall of bugs, almost as if a spider sac of babies had burst forth! I ran into the house to get the DustBuster (I figured it would be the quickest way to round them up), and I called over

It was awful. *shudders* But I'm so glad he came to help.
Afterwards, I decided to just cut the ripe pumpkins and get them out of the garden. I cut all the ripe Jack o' Lantern pumpkins, and he helped me to pull off the ripe Jack Be Littles. As I was pulling off one of those on the bottom of the bush, I felt my glove become sickly damp, and I pulled my hand out to find that the entire bottom of that one little pumpkin had rotted and was wide open, orange-yellow goo. It smelled soooo nasty, and it was all I could do not to barf right there. I threw away the glove, grabbed another, and we continued pulling the Jack Be Littles. Thankfully, we didn't find anymore rotten pumpkins.
*squick*
It was dark by the time I finished loading the picked pumpkins onto the picnic table, so I'll take a picture of them tomorrow. There will still be many more to come, but in case these don't last until Halloween, I want to have a photo of them all.
But yeah, I need a shower... and HOW. I'm totally unmotivated though, so I need someone to push me into the shower.

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