Archive for October 2005

October 28th, 2005

The Glean Mile

Last weekend, Steph and I’s home group went on a “gleaning” trip to a sweet potato field in Johnston County. For those of you who have never “gleaned” before (I never had, before this), this means that you go though a field and pick up the crops leftover by the harvesters. They are still perfectly good; they’re just too big or too small or they don’t conform to the “the man’s” aesthetic standards. (“The man” in this case being the people who run the grocery store.) Whatever charity organization has sponsored the event (lots of them do this) then uses them to feed the hungry.

Now I don’t know about you, but when I heard this description of gleaning, it sounded to me like you really had to get out there and dig around and search for this stuff. Like “Where’s Waldo,” only with plants — after hours of searching you’d have maybe ten potatoes to give. Once we got there, however, it proved to be an activity more in the vein of “Hungry, Hungry Hippos.” There were potatoes everywhere. We scrambled around, picking up as many as we could carry, gathering them in front of he field, then going back for more. Our group of twenty barely scratched the surface of what was out there, and yet, in a few short hours, all the trucks were full of sweet potatoes and they told us to stop.

I overheard one of the directors say that, if our group hadn’t shown up, they wouldn’t have made their quota for the day. Of course there were some other groups working that morning too, and they definitely contributed their fair share. It’s not like charity is a competition or anything…. There’s no “I” in “team,”right…?

Oh, who am I kidding? We kicked ass at gleaning. If gleaning were a sport (which it should be) our home group would be competing for the world championship. Especially because my traveling-band cousins were visiting us last weekend and they came with me and helped. Come to think of it, the four kids, working alone, probably could have gleaned the potato-quota in the same amount of time it took all of us.

During the gleaning some members of our group found an abandoned kitten in field. It’s a cute little thing; at the time though, it looked really pitiful. It was weak and fragile and covered with insect larva. At the risk of sounding like a heartless bastard, I thought the best plan was just to leave it alone and let nature take its course. (That’s the farm way, right Steph?) But the true animal-lovers in our group decided to take it to a vet. There they de-maggoted it and cleaned it up, and now Bliss, Sarah, and Kristan have a cat living in their house, which they have to bottle feed four times a day.

We were trying to come up with a name for it a few nights ago. “Maggot Farm” was suggested by Thurston (who was actually the one who took the most active part in saving this cat). It’s a little on the cutesy side, I know, but I like “Maggot Farm.” It’s definitely appropriate. You couldn’t call it “Maggie” for short, though, since it’s a boy. This brought us to “Magnus” for short. And then to “Magneto.”

Magneto the Cat.

This is my second favorite name. After “Ted Nugent.”

Ted Nugent the Cat. I don’t remember who suggested it, but, once I heard it, I must have laughed for 20 minutes straight. (I’m still chuckling about it as I type this, days later.)

“Well, he did have that song ‘Cat Scratch Fever’,” someone commented.

Honestly, this allusion hadn’t even occurred to me. I just like the idea because, well, Ted Nugent is so ridiculous.

The Nuge…. He really doesn’t get mentioned enough in day-to-day conversation.

I for one think we need to change that. We can start with this cat’s name.

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October 13th, 2005

The Wedding is the Hardest Part

Tomorrow is Steph and I’s negative-one-year anniversary. Exactly one year from tomorrow we’ll be getting married. (Exactly one year from today the stress will have me huddled in the fetal position in a corner somewhere, I’m guessing.)

Many, many, many people have pointed out to us that this is still a ways off. But we’re confident that the big day will be here before you know it, and that, even though we had all this time to do it, we still won’t have anything planned. (We’re procrastinators.)

Friends and family, you’ll soon be able to count down, day-by-day, ’til our wedding arrives, slowly letting the excitement build ’til you can hardly stand it anymore and you have to sit down on your kitchen floor and breathe into a paper bag. This is because we’ve just finished letterpressing a one-year-long save-the-date calendar! (Good idea, right?) Also, it’s magnetic, so you can slap it on your fridge. We’re sending these out very soon, just as soon as we finish trimming, perforating, collating, and stapling all 300 tiny calendars. (Seemed like a good idea, right?)

Also we now have a wedsite up at weddingbs.com. (Yes, the domain name is intentional. Yes, we’re aware of how it sounds. And, yes, we like it.) I’ve seen sites for other weddings and I think they’re a great idea. Ours is kind of low on actual content right now, but I think, as the big day draws near and there is actual information pertaining to our wedding, it will be a valuable resource.

I hope all of this is raising just the right level of enthusiasm for our wedding. I don’t want anyone to get tired of the event before it even happened or to think we’ve become wedding-obsessed lunatics. We’re only going all out with the stationery because I think of everything in terms of an art project. The actual wedding is not going to be expensive or over-blown…at least I’m pretty sure it won’t…ok, it definitely won’t be expensive, anyway.

I can guarantee you that much.

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