I got home from work on Friday afternoon and set my briefcase down by our front door. Inside came a piercing scream...of joy from the three year old that lives across the street. She bothered my wife enough (who was babysitting her throughout the early afternoon) with “Where's Bill?” “Where's Bill?” “Where's Bill?” that my wife called me and handed her the phone. I chatted with her for a short while.
Her sister, the two year old was at our house as well. After I got all my stuff in the house we went out back and played and chased them around and played.
Later on we picked up a 16 year old, James, who wanted to stay with us for the weekend and talk some things out. We were happy to oblige, picking him up from the bus stop a bit after 8 PM. We went out to dinner after that, then home. On Saturday my wife's parents came by to drop off their two dogs with us. Her father is having surgery on Tuesday and we need to watch them in the meantime. James, my wife's father and I went to the Dodger-Angel preseason baseball game. When we came home my wife had prepared dinner for everyone. Also visiting at this time was our “seed lady” and his son Roy.
After a while Roy didn't feel too well, so he and her mother left for home. My wife's parents waited for the two girls from next door to come by but they could only wait so long and had to take the long trip home.
The two girls (cranky) came over about 15 minutes later with her mother. I ran them around the house and stopped being tired really quickly. James marveled at how I handled these two children. After 90 minutes of chasing them around the house, it was time for them to go back home. I carried the three year old back across the street while the mother took her two year old. Then we watched a movie.
On Sunday my wife, James and I walked around the UCLA campus. Neither of us felt the earthquake in Mexicali. Then we went to a movie in Burbank. James got to speak to the director of the move after the viewing and met him again after we sat down to dinner (He went to get his computer and spotted him next door at an ice cream place). When we got home we watched a movie.
In between all the action we got some tomatoes planted. On Saturday we planted Taxi and Sweetie in the same pot. Sweetie is the first of our seedlings we've planted this year. Planting in the same pot isn't recommended and I was initially mildly against it. But my wife wanted to try this as an experiment and also, we're going to have space problems if we plant each variety of seedling we're growing. With that in context, planting these two together is probably a good idea. We also planted Principe Borghese in a pot. One of the planted seedlings didn't look too good, so I gave it some more water.
On Sunday, with James helping out, we planted Black in the ground in the back yard. We planted Chile Verde and Lyn's Mahogany Garnet in pots. We planted Black Cherry and Michael Pollan in the “corner office” in the front yard. The “corner office” may be filled up with seedlings. The wilting seedling in the back yard perked right up and is doing fine.
To our surprise, it was raining this morning! We were getting a good soaking when our alarms went off.