CoCo's Corner

Ted and I had planned to go to Orlando this last weekend.  A little guy named Matthew changed our destination.  One of the bucket list places for me has always been San Francisco.  We left Friday night and got home Sunday evening.  We really only did one day of heavy sight seeing - because we decided to head to the airport early Sunday because the flights got really tight. One thing you need to know - I do not do anything spontaneously.  I usually plan everything out about what I want to do.  And Ted is good enough that he just let's me be me. This weekend was different.  There were no real plans.  Ted used to live in Sacramento - and he traveled to the Bay area every week to work - so he had a list of places that we wanted to go see. So Saturday morning after breakfast, we just started driving.  We drove a bit and ended up in the Wharf area.  Parking was really expensive where we parked - $3 for every fifteen minute with a $45 maximum.  We agreed to get out and walk around for

Back in my younger years, I would plant a garden ever year.  I planted so many things - tomatoes, cucumbers, zucchini, peas, green beans, carrots, peppers, beets - every year.  But, back then, I had the best of mentors.  My Dad would come practically every year and till up my garden.  He even brought me manure a few times, when he had extra to fertilize my garden. I usually had a beautiful garden.  I would get so much stuff from it!  I canned tomatoes, salsa and chili sauce every year.  I canned beets every year. I canned green beans.  And we would eat and eat and eat what we sowed.  I kept it up for a few years after my dad died.  But not many.  Then George died.  I never planted a garden again.  It's been fifteen to twenty years since I last had a garden.  I sold my house.  I moved into a condo - oh how I loved my condo.  Then I met this guy, married him and sold my condo.  This guy - with whom I love with all my heart - and I bought a house. Our house has a small yard.  Whic