This season of Six Feet Under just isn't doing it for me. The characters seem just very out of character, and not in a natural-course-of-growth way. Claire, who I always found beautiful, seems witchy and haggard, Nate is a pussy now, Ruth is just sad and pitiful, and not in the way she was sad and pitiful in the beginning, David is plastic, and normalct just doesn't work for Brenda. I know it's the last season and all, but I wish they would go out with more of a bang. The characters just don't seem believable anymore. And I can't believe they haven't done anything more with Nate's dead wife's brother-in-law's suicide.

Maybe I'm just bored with it. Maybe they wait so long between seasons that I just don't care anymore. Will I remember that Tony and Carmella are separated the next time the Sopranos comes on?




Garden Blog

This year, we planted: two kinds of lettuce, two kinds of basil, red cabbage, pole beans, cucmbers, broccoli, eggplant, tomatoes, yellow squash, zucchini, 4 kinds of peppers, horseradish, more strawberries, mint, rosemary, cilantro and curly parsley.

What I learned from last year's garden: I planted the eggplant too late last year, tomatoes need a lot more room than I thought, cucumbers like to climb, I'll invariable end up with more lettuce and squash than two people can possibly eat, which leads to my favorite learned thing from last year's garden: a killer recipe for bread and butter zucchini pickles!! YUMBO!!

Last year we also planted acorn squash and cantaloupe. They were both a disaster. This year it's broccoli and more peppers instead.

Since I have been forcing my students to blog in my classes now, I am sufficiently guilted in writing my own blog posts again. They have no idea what my non-school blog is, and hopefully they never will, but the guilt alone has brought me back. In my classes, I use the blogs as an exploration of public vs. private writing, how they are different, if there are different, and also as a way to get the students comfortable with a regular writing practice that may not necessarily be private.

I haven't been doing much of my own writing lately. I'm teaching on the night that my writer's group meets, so my weekly forced motivation has been taken away, and I just feel too burnt out, fat and lazy lately to do much of anything other than lounge about and garden. If only gardening were more aerobic! I guess I can start gardening at dusk and make swatting mosquitoes into a workout. But my night class ended this week, and I am determined to get back into my writing group. Unfortunately, my yoga teacher, whom I love and worship as a teacher, is moving to a different part of the state and won't be teaching my class anymore. I feel like I have dropped out of my own life for so long that everyone has been recast in more exciting roles.

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