Friday, June 4, 2010

Birthday Trip Pt 1~University of Virginia

Chuck and I had a great time in Virginia for my 29th birthday excursion. Great's an understatement. I'm going to post the pictures in a few parts.

The trip up to Charlottesville was very nice, except for a few patches of rain.

I don't know if it was a good idea to travel after work on Friday though, Chuckles was pretty tired by the time we got there 6 hours later. And a little crabby.



I was kind of worried about what the motel would be like. Hotel/motel stays there are quite expensive, even for the 'cheapies'. This one was about 30 dollars cheaper than the next cheapest...I was prepared for it to be in Cracktown.

I was surprised, it wasn't in a bad area. Aside from very dated decor, it was great! The bed was so comfortable, best sleep I've had in a hotel I think. Who cares about old decor when you're only in the place to sleep and shower anyway?

We were unloading the car at about 10:30pm...Chuckles reaches in the backseat and says, 'Where's my bag?'

Yep. He forgot ALL his clothes and toiletries at home. I had his shoes in a bag with mine, and his shampoo. That's it. I think he was very close to blaming me for forgetting his things, until I reminded him that his clothes are his responsibility. And besides, my toothbrush was in HIS bag. The bastard forgot my toothbrush! I should have been outraged!

:P

So our first official outing in Charlottesville was to the Wal-Mart!


We picked up a few clothing items and a couple of toothbrushes. Then it was on to the University of Virginia.

Well almost. Charlottesville is kind of weird to get around. I come from a city with a grid system. If you're on 87th Street, you know that if you walk to the next one it'll be 88th Street. Charlottesville just didn't want to cooperate! Even with a map (we're old school, no GPS for us!) it was still trial and error. But we got there.



Thomas Jefferson was the founder of this distinguished institution. He was also behind all the interesting architecture.

Many of the walls behind the living quarters are in a very cool serpentine shape. Only a brick thick, but this is a very sturdy design. And aesthetically pleasing, I might add.



The grounds around the famous Rotunda are very beautiful. We walked up the multitude of stairs and explored the perimeter first.


The rear view of the Rotunda from the courtyard.


The inside of the Rotunda was just as beautiful. There was a major fire there at one point, and so it had to be restored. The restoration results were amazing.

The rooms on the lower floor are oval. This was beautifully decorated I think..,very warm, inviting tones. Almost expected TJ to be sitting on the settee with wine in hand. And maybe a couple of girls.


The dome room was amazing. Bookshelves were set into window alcoves all around the circumference. If you stood in the very center of the room, you couldn't see any of them. Which TJ designed deliberately, of course.





This window looked out over the courtyard behind the Rotunda. Apparently it was one of TJ's favourite spots to contemplate.




Lining the courtyard, are ten 'Pavillions'. These are filled with rooms where the students lived. Each Pavillion was similar, but not exactly the same.





The rooms are EXTREMELY tiny. Students still live in them. I'm sure that would be fun for about a week, and after that I'd have to have some more room. And as a good friend of mine told me (who was a graduate student there), it was REALLY fun to go outside in the wintertime in pajamas just to get to a bathroom. Case and point:



You may be thinking that by taking the picture that way, I've cut off parts of the room. Newp. The room is only inches wider than the frame shows. The only thing you can't see is a small fireplace to the left. Each room has one. "I get a fireplace in my room, but no toilet??" Even in a prison cell you get a toilet. But I guess it's part of the ambience of staying on this campus!

We toured the grounds for two or three hours. The weather was a little iffy that morning, I thought we were going to get rained on a few times. But we ended up getting some sunshine. And the clouds lifted enough to see patches of the Blue Ridge Mountains.


Here are a few other random things we saw during the rest of our visit:

An old school Ancient Greek-style amphitheater


A neat old building. Not sure what's held here, but neat all the same.


Cocke Hall. Hehe. Cocke. I'm so glad that wasn't Chuck's last name. I'd be snickering everytime they called my name at the doctor's office.


A really cool sculpture. The young man portrayed is pretty hot. Too bad he's hanging out with that creepy old man.



What's that you say? He's just getting an education from that scholarly old fellow? Hmph. The boy's naked and holding horns. I'll bet he's getting an education all right...

We saw this pretty old church, but I didn't get too close. There was a wedding going on as you can sorta see. I should have just pretended I didn't notice and wandered into the wedding pictures...


And the post wouldn't be complete without a picture of a squirrel. We actually came upon this one as it was digging in that planter, with a pencil in it's mouth. I don't know what it thought it was going to use the pencil for...writing his little squirrel memoirs? He buried the pencil, and then looked at us with that menacing little squirrel grin...I thought he was going to fly into Chuck's face if we got too close.


During our visit, I also saw something in the window of the University Bookstore that I had to have as a birthday present.

In 1826, Edgar Allan Poe enrolled in the University of Virginia. He dropped out after one year, thus allowing for the best college merchandise of all time.

This bag rocks my socks.


We travelled straight on to Monticello after this. Which I will post about in my next installment.

I hope the post won't be too ho-hum. The place is amazing, and has been posted about many times by more renowned Blotanists than I. Most recently this week.

But do those other blogs have pictures of me leaping through flaming hoops in my underwear, screaming "Thomas Jefferson LIVES!!"???

No???

Well. This one won't either. But I wish it did. Because that would be awesome.

Monday, May 31, 2010

Holy Crap, I'm 29

Some of the illustrious people I share a May 31 birthday with:

Walt Whitman


Clint Eastwood


John Bonham (he was the drummer from Led Zeppelin, but if you didn't know that already you can't be my friend anymore)


And The Idiot Gardener...who's more infamous around these parts than any of the others...


Since many of you wished me an early happy birthday last week, don't worry about me shaming you into saying it again!

Although I am lonely, sitting in the corner, in the dark all by myself on my birthday. I've got a candle and a cupcake. And someone took a bite out of my cupcake.



And call your mother, she's lonely and sitting alone in the corner in the dark waiting for you to ring. What kind of a horrible person are you???



Yes, I am being kind of silly this morning, but I'm allowed. Because it's my birthday! People can do whatever they want on their birthdays, right?

I bet it was this guy's birthday that day:


Only problem is, there no major tennis tournaments taking place in North Carolina today for me to streak at. And I can't do handstands.

Hm...what else can I do?


Maybe I can party with Charlie Sheen??



Oh...nope, I can't. He's in jail again.

I guess I'll have to settle for enjoying the sunny, hot weather, and have some good friends over later on.

I had a fantastic weekend, by the way. In case you missed the post before last, Chuck and I went to Virginia for my birthday this past weekend.

We visited the University of Virginia campus, and we went to Jefferson's Monticello and Madison's Montpelier estates.

You may or may not know this about me, but I'm a U.S. Revolutionary Era history nerd. And I hit the houses of U.S.President No.3 and U.S. President No.4 in two days.

Monticello IS my Graceland, people.


Anyway, I'll be posting the pics in a few different parts so as to not overwhelm! I just am not going to start today, because I want to spend my birthday doing other things besides writing.

Although, it doesn't look that way, does it? :)

This is a clip of a Led Zeppelin concert, Greensboro, NC. May 31, 1977. John Bonham's 29th birthday (what a coincedence!)

Thursday, May 27, 2010

Kid Rock

All right. I want to hear a chorus of 'Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!'s and I want to hear them now.

Isn't this the cutest damn thing you ever saw?



The goat I mean, not me. Although together we're insurmountably adorable.

I mentioned this before, but awhile back, Chuck used to be in the Marine Corps. He got out in 1983 when I was 2. When I say awhile back, I mean awhile back. He's kind of an old guy compared to me. Luckily...


A friend of his from the Corps named Kim, and her husband Fred, stopped by on their drive down to Georgia. Awesome people. Really enjoyed their visit!

We all went over to another USMC friend's farm about a mile away from here, and hung out with a bunch of people.

The farm owners' goat just had two kids. Everyone went to check it out (because that's where the entertainment is in rural NC).

My friend Maggie (who I guess we can call The Farmer's Daughter), convinced me to hold the baby goat. Baby anythings freak me out a little...I always feel like I'm going to break them.

She said, 'Hold it just like a cat.' I'm glad I decided to hold it! This city-girl's becoming less city-slicker every day, thanks to a little help from her friends.

I asked Chuck if I could have goats, and he said no. Goat-pooper.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Some Milli Vanilli Action!

But unlike these guys....


...MY rain is real!

No rain-synching whatsoever.




Of course it doesn't photograph well, but that cloudy haze just outside my back porch is rain!

Finally.

I can hear each blade of grass in my backyard screaming a multitude of 'thank you's.

There's a tropical-esque system hanging out off of our coastline...luckily it's not going to turn into anything serious.

And even more importantly, the rain isn't going to mess with my birthday weekend! Supposed to be sunnier than a solar flare.

But today? Blame it on the rain!

Friday, May 21, 2010

I Guess It's Too Much To Call Them 'Third-Week-Of-May-Bugs'

*sinks to knees and shakes fists at the sky*

Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!



Junebugs. Japanese Beetles. Feasters of Flowers and Foliage.

I found this one snacking on the last of my bearded irises. Actually I found two, but the other one drunkenly high-tailed it when I caught them.

When I first started gardening, I tried Junebug traps. Which actually work, in case you're interested. But with every Junebug that perished in the trap, there were ten more happily chewing away at my roses. So I don't bother anymore...

Captain Obvious says 'Junebugs also mean that June is coming!'


June. The month of sweltering heat and the start of hurricane season.

Oh well, I get to enjoy the last part of it next weekend with four days off for my birthday! Having a birthday on May 31 in North Carolina gives me an excuse to have a last hurrah for spring.

Chuck and I are going to go up to Virginia to see Thomas Jefferson's Monticello. I'm so excited! We're also going to visit James Madison's house at the same time, which is about 30 minutes away from that. Be ready for some pictures!

I know that there have been many posts about visiting Monticello on Blotanical, but maybe I can capture something differently than everyone else. I have a knack for that. :)

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

"Give It A Whirl, Girl, Be Like the Squirrel"

You may have noticed that I love to post pictures of birds, as well as gardens.

Birds are my little wild pet buddies. I don't mind spending the money on their food, or nectar for the hummingbirds. I don't have pets or kids (and you see both of those on leashes these days), so what else would I spend money on?

I also love squirrels. I could watch them perform their crazy antics all day long. Amuses the hell out of me.


However, I can't stand when the squirrels eat my expensive birdseed. I'm sure I'm not the only person that has this problem. Listen up squirrels! I work my butt off all day at work, and you just sit there all day and look cute. And you expect me to feed you???

I was constantly yelling out the bathroom window like a crazy person everytime I saw one of those little bastards on my bird feeder. And not just ON my birdfeeder, IN my birdfeeder. All you would see was a tail poking out of the lid.

The squirrels were starting to look like Jabba the Hutt.


My husband came up with a great idea. We had seen squirrel baffles for sale, but he made his own.

He decided to wrap flashing around a tall wooden pole. The pole was too tall for them to jump onto the feeders from the ground, and the flashing was put on so that the overlapping ridges were facing downwards. We have no mature trees or fencing in the yard, so they couldn't jump down from anywhere.

The next morning after installation, we went outside. It had rained the night before. Lo and behold, we could tell the squirrels had been foiled!

There were muddy, sliding claw marks coming down from about halfway up the pole. The sight of that was hilarious. We wished we would have seen it happen, and taken pictures.

The squirrels finally gave up. Or so we thought.

On Sunday morning, I noticed a squirrel sitting on the grass, eating seeds that had been dropped. I got my camera ready, and watched from the bathroom window.



He did try to climb up....got a running start!


...and here he is, sliding down the pole....you can almost hear him squeak, 'Damn it!'



I kind of feel bad for the little guy, but my wallet doesn't.

I just noticed that my birdbath is sitting on my firepit in the pics. Chuck has to move things when he mows, and doesn't always put them back. I shouldn't have said anything, and just let you wonder why.



My title comes from the White Stripes song 'Little Acorns.' I'm leaving you with a clip from the documentary, 'It Might Get Loud'. It's about Jack White, Jimmy Page, and Edge...they get together and talk about their influences. If you love music, watch this movie. Cool as hell.

Friday, May 14, 2010

"All I Can Do, Is Just Pour Some Tea For Two.."

Awhile back I wrote a post called Don't Rain on My Parade.

I was very unhappy that it was raining on my day off, and whining about it.

Well guess what? Karma's a biyatch.

We are rapidly moving towards drought conditions in Coastal NC, if we aren't in it already.

Everything looks like crap most of the time. The wisteria wasn't as beautiful or plentiful this year. The azaleas looked good for about 3 days and then started wilting in the heat. Our grass looks like dookie. And I use the term 'grass' loosely, because it doesn't even resemble the stuff it's so burnt up.

My southern magnolia! Oh, that poor thing. Usually it's very drought tolerant, but this year it looks sad. Magnolias normally drop quite a few leaves, but this year mine's on it's way to being bald, and only has one flower on it. Last year it had made it up to 5 flowers.

I'm trying to water as much as I can, but I bet they're gonna put a ration into effect soon.

I'm about to start calling on some of my Native ancestry and do a rain dance...


There are a few things in my garden that are looking good (or were, because I took these a few days ago).

My "Bell'Aroma" hybrid tea.


It always looks best in May. After that, it gets double-teamed and decimated by japanese beetles and black spot disease. I can't believe it comes back so well every year.








Chuck bought me an azalea for Mother's Day last year, and this year the blooms on it were so beautiful!! Very unique ruffle, cool spots on the inside of the flower (sorry I'm not very technical in my description). I caught them just a little late with the camera, they were fading a little...




And my irises are JUST about done now, but these giant purple ones are the last to go. They're bigger than my hand! :)



Cross your fingers for us that it rains soon, or I won't have too many pretty pictures to show!

I'm going to end this on a performance by Blind Melon on Muchmusic in 1995. Oh how I miss Muchmusic...MTV sucks.