"I Can't Belive I Did That"

A few days ago I had one of those "I can't believe I did that" moments.  Most of you know for the last couple of years I have been struggling with short term memory loss and cerebral processing speed.  Doctors have given me a couple of medications to help with this in hopes to maintain or improve my situation.  My latest medication is a patch that delivers medicine through the skin.  The drug enters the blood stream and is delivered to the target (brain) without going through the digestive system.  This is important as some of these drugs can tax the liver.  So I have been instructed to put on the patch daily before going to bed. 

Lynne usually puts on what we call my back patch. This medication also helps with hair removal when dislodging the patch.  Lynne finds my previous days patch and violently removes it with a grin on her face.  Needless to say my back is looking kind of patchy.... sorry I should not have given you this image.  Last week Lynne was feeling under the weather so I had to remove and stick on my own patches.   I thought I was doing a good job until I found 4 patches on my body.... Ha!  I could not believe it.  I can't even remember to apply and remove a sticker properly. The other night I was watching a commercial on TV about this medication and after touting the benefits of this "great" drug they stated that death has resulted from patients wearing multiple patches.... oops.   Lynne is feeling better now so I should be getting an appropriate amount of medication.  "I can't believe I did that....."

Catching Cricket

We have a little Pomeranian named Cricket. She is a cute little dog that gets scared easily and is kind of an air head of a dog. Well the other day, I was driving to work, and I noticed this little orange furr ball crossing our main street. I saw Cricket running across this busy street. I quickly made a u-turn and headed back to pick her up. I pulled next to her, opened the passenger door and called her name. She ran to my car, jumped in, barked and jumped back out. I was getting frustrated cause I could not catch her, so I decided to call Heather who was home to tell her where her dog was, and that she was acting scared and wouldn't let me catch her. Heather laughed and said, "Mom, Cricket is in my lap right now and I have just given her a bath... I looked over that the little dog I was trying to catch, and realize that I am trying to kidnap someone else's little Pomeranian! Looking back and laughing, I can't believe that I was able to get it in my car for that short time while it was running all over. So embarrassing!

Beet IT

Well my quest for the giant beet has been an interesting experiment in genetic diversity and optimal environmental conditions.  On both fronts I will continue to look for the best I can provide my team (Grandpa G., Jim, and Richie).  All of the latest botanical psychology has been used to ensure the Beet IT Nation (green and red)  is success this season.  Yesterday was the first day I exposed the beet team to a needed and intense part of their training, REAL light.... straight from the source it self.  Nothing can take the place of direct leaf to sun contact throughout the season.  It is the Beets first experience and as a team and we hope no injuries come from the ever intense competitive nature between these two abiotic and biotic forces of nature. Time will only tell as this epic battle unfolds over the course of the season.  Early participants were ordered from Baker Seeds in Dec. and have been slowly working for this very day.  We still have some participants in embryo that will join the team later this month.  Training will be direct sowing and require no transplants or media shock.  Only another championship will satisfy this group of dedicated botanical athletes.  This newly created sport (yes you read right, a sport because they call bowling, golf and curling a sport why not beet growing) has a budding group of enthusiasts and we are banking on endorsements and T.V. coverage later this fall. Let me introduce you to a few of the real champions and their coaches below. These images were taken during media day 2011.  We have a few big time beets that are still undergoing contact negotiation, they want a better spot in the garden... go figure.

I am on the left and am the Head coach of this crew.  When my beets start giving me flack I have them read my shirt.  

Richie's (bottom right) job is to pump up the crowd and get those beets growing.

Jimmy (top right) brings calmness and zen to the coaching staff.  I am confident in these two coaches and expect big beets.

 Beet Nations Athletic Director Sir Richard I (above) is arriving later this spring to monitor our progress.  He has been called the BEET Whisperer by many who know him.  Opponents tremble while his beet teams reach their true genetic potential.

More to come in a few weeks, until then...grow um big.

Coach Glassford