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Are you as fed up as I with Chinese made gardening tools and machines!!!?

Tuesday, August 30th, 2011

I just bought and used the "Task Force" edge trimmer sold at Lowes. It is a completly useless tool! Don’t even think about buying it! Once again another useless product that I have invested my time and money on made in China. I am taking it back today! Some months ago I purchased a automatic sprayer from ‘Cepia’. In theory this device would have saved me hours of time. But because it is so poorly made I wound up throwing it in the trash after much frustration.
I myself am now on a crusade to boycott as many Chinese made products as possible…even if it means going without!
In light of all the hazardous recalls and poor quality, what do you think our government should do, and what do you think we as American citezens should do to rid ourselves of being pretty much conned into buying these products sold by what are supposed to be reputible companies like Lowes and Home Depot?

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    Compost in 40 gallon Containers for Container Gardening-Recycle your trash for compost

    Thursday, June 2nd, 2011

    Hi! This is Going Organic. You can find our website at “www.goingorganic.weebly.com”! Today I am going to talk about composting. It is winter time here in Central Florida. I am composting in containers to prepare for a container garden in the spring. I’ve drilled 3/8″ holes in the bottom of these 40 gallon containers. I’ve added oak leaves to the containers with shredded paper and cardboard from the home shredder, used coffee grounds from Starbucks, water from the fish pond, egg shells, cow manure, vegetable scraps. All those old bills and junk mail you shred at home can be a carbon source for your compost. This is one more way to recycle and not send paper to the landfill. Used coffee grounds are a good source of nitrogen. Once the grounds are used, their ph is close to neutral. So they are very safe for plants. I picked up this bag full of coffee grounds the other day. Starbucks has a recycling program for their coffee grounds. Anytime, you can walk in and ask for their used coffee grounds. They will pull the whole trash bag full of grounds out and double bag it for you. The other day, the server even carried it out to the car for me. I just want to say “Thanks!” to the Lake Mary Starbucks for all their free coffee grounds. I’ve been using water from the fish pond, since it is used as liquid fertilizer in hydroponic systems. I have a page on my website on how to build an easy portable fish pond. I save the egg shells from cooking, since tomatoes like calcium. I let them

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      Grey Gardens-what would cause the "Edies" to turn out like that?

      Wednesday, February 16th, 2011

      I have seen both the documentary and HBO version of Grey Gardens. I loved them both! However, this is more of a psychological question. What causes people to go from living in elegance, to living in squalor?

      Awful as it is, I can understand if you were born and raised in that kind of environment you wouldn’t know any better and just accept things as they are, filthy or not.
      I would like to know how it happened to the Beales. These were 2 educated, intelligent, wealthy people who had class. They were meticulous in their makeup and appearance. They went from that life to squalor and I can’t understand. Even if they went broke, how could that factor in them living in filth? Why would both of them find this acceptable? I am trying to figure out how this starts. How 2 clean people can just start throwing trash on the floor, let it build up, and think nothing of it. It has to be more than laziness, because they aren’t ashamed of the situation. When they had visitors, and even the documentary crew in there, they welcomed them in like there was nothing wrong. When the health department came they couldn’t understand why.
      How does this happen/start? They were not raised in filth. Does it start with laziness-you spill something on the floor for example, and say you’ll clean it later and never do? I am trying to understand how the 2 Edies could look at feces and a five foot pile of cans and think it was a nice addition to the decor! Did they both get mentally ill? At the same time? It would be easier to understand if Big Edie was living this way, and when Little Edie came home, saw conditions, was appalled, did something about it. What I don’t get is how both people see nothing wrong. I’d like to know what went through their minds the first time they decided to throw garbage on the floor instead of a trash can. Liberating? Defiance? Any answers?

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        What do you think of my story? Be brutally honest?

        Monday, January 3rd, 2011

        Chapter One – Clockwork

        Tuesday 14th May
        Outside Her House

        That’s what I love about her the most. The way I can predict her every move, she’s like clockwork. She is clockwork.

        I’m in the same bush that I was in yesterday, the low branches hide my figure but I can still see her beautiful face. Sometimes she comes close enough for me to smell her perfume. It’s times like those when I become intoxicated and it takes me a while to become aware of my surroundings once more.

        By this time, she’s taken out the trash and gone back inside and my hopefulness of seeing her for that much longer has been taken away from me, snatched from my hands before I can even get a firm hold.

        It’s the same routine for her every single day. From the outlines I can make out from my spot in the shrubberies, she wakes every morning at 6:45am. No earlier, no later. From here she immediately walks to the bathroom to begin her morning rituals of showering before brushing her long dark hair and cleaning her teeth with the Mickey Mouse toothbrush that she bought for a dare from the convenience store on the corner.

        On certain days she spends longer than usual choosing an outfit, but she never takes more time than needed. She’s never been one to dwell on beauty or accessories, and she’s never realized just how beautiful she is without the poison of make-up and pink hair bobbles.

        After a small breakfast of Lucky Charms cereal with whole fat milk, she proceeds to watch an episode of SpongeBob Square Pants before I receive my reward. The time that I wait so patiently for every single day arrives between 8:00am and 8:30am, a time where she feels she needs to make her presence known. Whether it’s just to check on the rose bush in the top corner of the garden or to take out the trash or even to simply get some fresh air, between these times I can finally see her beautiful face without the filter of glass or curtain.

        When the time finally comes for me to ignore the stab of pain as she goes back inside, I switch places to the bus stop down the street. Ten minutes later – sometimes fifteen if it takes longer for her to find the coat that she usually shoves in the back of her closet – she walks past me and walks the three blocks to the Starbucks on Green Street. Sometimes, I can smell her perfume as she walks by. Sometimes, she smiles at me. But as I watch her as she walks away down the street, perfect hair blowing in the morning breeze, I know that she’ll never see me for me.

        I’m just the person on the corner who waits for the bus every morning.

        I’m just the person who waits in her garden for her to wake.

        I’m just the person that she loves, that she pines for but just doesn’t know it yet.

        I’m just the person that is going to make her realize who I am.

        One way or another, she should know how I feel.
        The story in general is about a girl who has a stalker. At the start of each chapter, there will be an extract from the stalker stating his point of view. This is the extract from the first chapter. I haven’t gotten any further, because I want to know your opinion first.
        Constructive criticism is love. <3
        Thanks in advance!
        xox

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        My dog is pissing me off. Help!!!?

        Wednesday, November 10th, 2010

        I have a year old lab/greyhound mix that has an enormously large backyard, lots of soft and hard chew toys and 3 friends to play with (one dog, two cats). He won’t stop chewing my blankets, garden decor and other things. He also won’t stop digging. And it’s not that it’s hot or that there are animals we need to worry about. It is totally pissing me off and I have no idea how to stop it. I have tried putting him on a lead and he just digs holes around him bc he’s pissed off. We have tried giving him the run of the backyard with a warm place to go to sleep in. We have tried many things. HELP!!!
        I have tried keeping him in the house but then he chews on blankets, gets in the trash.

        I would love to take him to obedience training except that he know how to sit, walk on a leash, and all the fun tricks they learn at training.

        What kind of punishment is acceptable?
        I appreciate the feedback. To those whom think I shouldn’t own dogs…. I absolutely love my dogs however I feel a little overwhelmed and that is why I have asked for suggestions. Nicole I don’t appreciate your comments as I love my dog and I spend as much time with him as I do my toddler. He is very well taken care of it is just when I am at work that these things happen. Then I come home having to clean up after his mess or repair blankets because he got bored during the day.

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