"I CAN." (The Bee Philosophy)

  I hope I get stung by only one bee this summer. If this happens, that means that I stuck to the bee philosophy, courtesy of Jack Handy. He's a genius friends, and a champion of doing. He says:

"Whenever anyone says “I can’t,” it makes me wish he’d get stung to death by about ten thousand bees. When he says “I’ll try,” five thousand bees. (“I can,” one bee.)"

  Hence, I only expect one bee sting for the rest of my life...unless I get stung once each time I say "I can!" In that case, at least its not all at once. Anyway, I started out a few weeks ago saying, "I'll try." Here was the result:

Two days (yes, I'm a weakling) of shoveling and raking fresh ground to arrive at this sad little patch of dirt. It has pea seeds in it, but they probably said "I can't." Or more likely, "Oh, hell no!" I don't expect much of them. So I moved onwards and upwards to this:

Boom. Done. I'm going to try. Damn. What I meant to say was, I can. This also has pea seeds started, and radishes too. I hope they have a better attitude about growing here.

"I wants ta do it again!!"

Once upon a time, Janet Reno had a dance party and she liked it so much, she wanted to do it again! Okay, so that was Will Ferrell on SNL, but the reference works for me. I'm feeling the same spirit with my new garden spot. I've got a new attitude, a new plot, a renewed desire to have a dance party - and by dance party, I'm talking about "getting down" IN THE DIRT, ya'all. But I (probably) won't be wearing that fabulous blue suit with the shoulder pads. I haven't been able to garden for three years, since I had moved to a small apartment with absolutely no sunlight in the back yard...but now...I've got a new place with a great spread of sunny space to fill. I've got the fresh plot tilled and now face the enormous task of raking it and sowing these seeds. A whole day spent and only a tiny little piece is accomplished thanks to my complete lack of physical activity all winter long. My raking muscles need improvement. Come to think of it, so do my dancing skills. Where the hell is Janet Reno when you need her?! Furthermore, I've had a lot of nay-sayers surrounding the size of my ambition here (my plot is about 45' x 90') and I want it to get even bigger. Everyone is saying things like, "How will you handle that?" "Don't you know how much work that is?!" "I'll believe it when I see it" etc. And to that, I will reprise some of Janet's thoughts to you: "What's that, fist? He talks too much? Then I think it's time for operation shutty uppy." **If you haven't seen Janet Reno's Dance Party, you should, fool.**