This post is part of a series of posts entitled, “I Don’t Know What To Do, But Here are 8000 Things NOT To Do.” This is what my husband suggested as a title for my blog, so I believe it must be a fitting title for this series of posts. I will add to the series as relevant events occur. And believe me—they will.
Here is one more thing NOT to do:
Today we planted a garden. 
Yes, it’s the end of May—sort of
late for planting a garden. But Rosemary’s New Year’s Resolution (you can read
about mine here) was to plant a garden, and we’ve been busy with ball and
ballet and work and life and stuff, and it’s rained a lot, and sometimes it has
been cold outside, and we had “technical issues” with our tiller, and had to find
time to make a trip to Lowes, and…well,
anyway, the fledgling plants and seeds are out there in the dirt.
