Murderer!

I decided to bring my baby grass to work, today, to not only show it off, but also to see how it would look in my office. I left it in my back seat parking in the shade and cracking the windows so that there would be enough air. Later on during the day, a better space opened up and I moved my car into the sunlight. I didn't think it would get so hot.

The high today was in the 70s.

By the time I realized this, the grass had wilted a bit. I was horrified. Two of my co-worker's kids were in the office and I showed them my grass. The 8-year old boy, who is an avid reader and a bit dramatic, pointed at me and yelled in a deep voice, "MURDERER!" Duh, duh, duh!

I rushed to get some cold water from the cooler and sprinkled some on the wilted blades, and poured the rest in the soil. I placed it out in the waiting room where there is plenty of light with the hope that I will return to a plant that has forgiven me.

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On another funny note... I was planning to make Guinisang Mungo (a filipino dish), tonight. I started soaking the beans in a bowl this morning. The beans were near the top of the bowl and I covered the beans with water. I knew that the beans would absorb the water and expand. When I got home today the bowl was heaping over onto the counter and the floor. Mental note: use bigger bowl next time.

Status Update and Grasswatch!

* Twitter status: Alvin... first cup of coffee on a lazy Saturday morning (3 minutes ago)
* On repeat: Ang Huling El Bimbo by The Eraserheads
* Reading: Still...It by Stephen King (page 859 of 1090!)
* Current Obsession: growing grass and Dance Dance Revolution
* My mood as a a song from DDR: Saturday Night by Ozomatli
* Last unnecessary purchase: Grass seed, potting soil, and a pot

Pictures taken this morning. Up to 4 inches! (Click for larger picture)

It's like watching grass grow

As requested by A1, I took pictures of my grass, yesterday. The pictures came out unexpectedly amazing! There's something about growing something from a seed that seems to be dead, into something green and alive. I can understand the passion people have for growing flowers or planting a garden.

I've been a little kid all week, checking up on its progress. Every morning I've gone to the living room, have lain down on my stomach to examine its growth. I've watched the seeds sprout fine white roots and new green blades emerge. I've easily spent 10 minutes exploring an 8x5 piece of soil. It's fascinating!

The pictures below are from yesterday. I took about 20 pictures, but these are the best 8. The grass has since grown half an inch in the last 24 hours. I'll give another picture update next week. I'm so proud at how much they've grown. *tear*

Click on each to see full sized picture:

Growing Grass

Last week, my coworkers and I took a mental health break from the office. Our office was recently flooded by a blown water heater. What used to be a claustrophobic, windowless workplace was transformed to a moist, dank claustrophobic and windowless basement (not to mention the discovery that the walls were filled with asbestos).

All of us were shared the boxed-in feeling of death and dying. We decided to go to Home Depot.

One of my coworkers was intent in buying something alive and green. We're both outdoorsy people and I understood how she missed being out in the wilderness. I also thought it would be a good idea to buy a plant to remind me of the outdoors. But instead of buying a simple houseplant, my dorky ass decides to grow a pot of grass. I buy a planter, two bags of potting soil, and some grass seeds. Brilliant!

I got home and researched growing grass indoors (here are two articles). Apparently, it's not as dorky as I thought. Some people grow it for the sheer pleasure of bringing the outdoors in, but I also learned that others use it for their cats. Who knew I shared interests with cat people!

I am proud (as a kindergartner) to report that the seeds have sprouted! I beginning to see some green blades coming out of the soil. I'm sure you're as excited as I am, so I'll make sure to update you on it's progress. Yes, I'm dork.