Shproutz!

A couple of days ago I visited the Social Security office to get my name officially changed. The trip closely resembled a morning at the DMV, where everyone has a number and you wait for what seems like forever until they call you up to the tiny little booth. I'll be getting my new card in two (short) weeks, and I absolutely cannot wait. After that, I'll need to change my license, so I'll be making a trip to the DMV as well. Good thing I've got a couple new books.

On the job front, I've looked up a couple of part-time jobs that I hope would be easy to get. The plan is to have a part-time job until I find a full-time job. There's a Kohl's down the street, and as much as I like getting paid, I don't want to get paid minimum wage. I'm looking at secretary / receptionist / administrative assistant jobs at the moment, because I'd like to think my people skills are fantabulous. Or because they pay ten dollars an hour instead of seven. Those three extra dollars really add up.

I finally got around to those zombies in our office. The wine-struck glads just had to go, and I needed to make room for my new gardening project. After much internal debate, I chickened out and went with flowers for that window box. I might still do the lettuce, but I'm worried it won't get enough sun inside our apartment. Tomatoes would have to be outside for full sun, but the heat would kill them. And as much as I want to grow nice smelling things, I think we wouldn't use up herbs fast enough to consider cultivating them. Maybe if we were-a more italiano, we would-a use a-lotta dee oregano, ya?

A quick stroll through the internet provided me with a fun fact for the day. Ever wonder where vanilla beans come from? From the vanilla plant, Anna! That's right kids, but did you know that the plant is actually an orchid? How cool is that! Cool in the way that growing it would be too advanced for a mini-green-thumb like me. Did I mention they need a specific fungus in order to germinate? And that every vanilla orchid is hand-pollinated since the bee that would naturally do it is extinct? Fun facts for the day, folks. Fun facts.

Aaaaaaanywho, back to my little pony. I mean, garden. Well, right now it's a pile of dirt with martian antenna sticking out of it.

What? You can't see those giant green things? Well here's a closeup.

Goodday, Sir Sprout. Fancy a bit of tea with your morning sunlight?

These are what the seeds are growing from - wedding seed paper in the shape of birds. At least they were in the shape of birds until I tore all of their limbs off. No, I didn't have any fun creating headless birds. Help me Scotty! She's going for my tail feathers!

Well, it's time for dinner now. Tuna casserole, since I forgot it was spaghetti and meatballs tonight and have no beef in which to form the latter of that fantastic duo.

Oh, just to prove all those skeptics wrong out there, I'm still (mostly) an albino.