Not quite Aubergine on a busy Saturday

Having decided 2010 would be the year for bravado and try out new experiences:
I did a little wardrobe colour change
I chopped off my long tresses
I decided I would try driving in Europe, going wherever I fancied instead of having to plot out destinations in order to buy train and air tickets.
Tried out an Acid Colouring which requires bleaching 2 sections of my hair.

As Acid colouring doesn't last more than 2 months (it essentially turns lighter with each hair wash) I did a refresher today and although the colour wasn't as deep as I wanted, it's a good start. As a point of reference, I have always liked the discreet flashes of a deep aubergine or fuschia better than if I were to see someone who just died their entire head luminous pink.

After spending 5 senseless hours getting the hair done, AT and I headed over to Taka to get some errands done. The throng in town hasn't abated even though this is one of the rare times I actually deem fit to hit Orchard road on a weekend.

After this, we parted ways and I had to grab a cab to go home, pick up my little fluff and bring her to the vet for her annual shots. Apparently another teeth scaling is in order soon. Sigh!

After the shots, I decided we take a 1kilometre walk to the nearby nursery and get some soil, pots and compost. I almost died of heat stroke by the time I got there. I carried the fluff ball half the time and let her drag me around for the remainder. I wish I had more hands because the nursery was having a 2 for 1 sale on African Violets, something I've always wanted to try growing.

I left without the African Violets and between carrying my dog with one arm, and heaving two heavy bags of soil, compost and pots, I was pretty exhausted and ready to surrender by the time my ride came.

I had my first meal of the day during dinner, rested and went ahead to germinate 3 plants.

I don't think I've ever been this 'productive' for the longest time ever.

A Little Green Under The Gills

I am unsure if this is a sign of old age... or perhaps... I have deep rooted needs to create more of a chaos for self than I had realised, BUT... I am in the midst of trying to grow a salad box.

Let me explain.
I was in Europe (yet again) and a met a travel mate who is quite into gardening. Thanks to this mate, I am quite determined to grow a flowerbox (something rectangular in which you can put in soil and for the un-cursed, plants will grow.) Typically, flowerboxes are placed on wrought iron grills outside apartment windows, facing the street. This way, pedestrians and motorists passing by can look up and be greeted by a pretty sight. It is also commonly used to flank the doors of small Bed&Breakfast hotels.

For me, the flower box is to be placed on the common corridor. It was bought more for the functional purpose of limited space than aesthetics. I had this berserk idea whilst shivering in my winter wonderland, that I would like to grow a 'edible' flower box, in which vegetables would go into a salad quite nicely. Things like Tomatoes, cucumbers, lettuce, small white onions, etc.

I managed to kill my first batch of tomatoes, cucumbers and small white onions, no surprise there. The cotton plant seems to have survived though I reckon it will die a horrid death if I don't find a way to give it direct sunlight soon enough. Determined to disprove my non-green finger , I have just finished starting another batch of seedlings, this time using another medium from the first batch. I have since determined that the first batch died from a fertilizer assault. Apparently seedlings cannot be fertilized else they all wilt. Uh huh... wish packets of soil and seed had that written as a precaution in their labelling.

For now... wish me luck and pray that my kill count for plants don't go higher in the next two weeks.

A Revival

I just went through some of my blogs. Yes, plural because for some obscure reason, I have blogs about certain portions of my life which I want to segregate from the general public. Anyway, that isn't the point of this blog.

I revived this blog and have made a 'firm' decision that this will be where I blog about nonsensical thoughts for no one other than myself to read.

So... I revived this. Yay! Aren't you proud of me? I know I am!