Well…it’s been a beautiful weekend here in North Carolina… the Azalea’s and Dogwood’s are blooming…the birds are singing…my new dog is 15 days old…life is good.

I planted my garden, eighty plants in seven rows, but the rows are crooked. That’s what happens when you do a beer a row. That’s all right though…the plants don’t know.

Soon, I’ll be up to my elbows in:

Habanero Peppers
Jalapeno Peppers
Cayenne Peppers
Red Chili Peppers
Anaheim Peppers
Hot Banana Peppers
Sweet Banana Peppers
Thai Chili Peppers
Mystery Red Peppers

I usually set out more of a variety, but these are all I could find this year.

I hope I’ll have a boatload of:

Roma Tomatoes
German Johnson Tomatoes
Brandywine Tomatoes

Not to mention:

Kentucky Pole Beans.

And all the herbs and flowers you can imagine.

I also managed to wash my car, and my wife’s truck.

Now, I’m going to pour myself a stiff drink of the Cruzan Confusion, and take a long hot ass bubble bath using some of my wife’s fooie stuff. I’ll smell like an over made-up French tart, but that’s OK, I’ll be clean.

Sometimes you just gotta do, what you gotta do.