I have to get my shit together. Christmas is like a month away and then New Year is maybe a week later. It comes fast and hard this time of year. Also, My kids birthday, winter taxes, it's like being in a batting cage of stressful events that I have to appear outwardly composed through. So I'm going to do what I do every year...plant a shitload of geraniums in the basement and pretend it's not happening. Somehow that works. It's worth recording this information for further reference - they need to be planted in January otherwise they don't bloom in time for spring. They have fruity names too, kind of like they give show dogs - the people that name specific breeds (?) of flowers are probably the same people that make up the stupid ass name for those show dogs...a bunch of fruitcakes. So I have to remember "Bullseye F1 Salmon" and "Bullseye F1 Red". Slow growing...like the cabin fever that's begun infecting my blood even now...Basement winter gardening = my version of virtual reality.