Mr. Miyagi’s Backyard.

OK so maybe it’s not quite Mr. Miyagi’s backyard. Yet.

But it is getting there!

Wait.

You are you aware of Mr. Miyagi’s backyard, right? It’s beautiful. Although I can’t find any pictures of his backyard anywhere, honestly I Googled this forever. Daniel-san painted all the fence (both side) and sanded the floor. And he has real fish in his pond.

You see, I live my life through several movies and 1 tv show: Karate Kid, Tommy Boy & Seinfeld. There are more but I can’t remember them all and really it depends on the situation at hand really (Twister makes me want steak and eggs, Legally Blonde 2 makes me want to say, “Makes me want a hot dog reaaaaal bad”…you know.)

But pretty much the first three cover it all.

So anyways, I’m currently in my quest for Mr. Miyagi’s backyard for when I feel like shit after the surgery and want to cry into my coffee.

I am anticipating highs and lows and for the lows I want to sit outside and listen to birds but of course that could change depending on the amount of valium or vicadin they give me however, a good server has the ability to anticipate the needs of the customer and in this case I’m the server AND the customer. (Have I told you that being a late night server at Denny’s put me through college?)

Now, we haven’t gotten to the fish in a pond or perfect manicurization yet, however, we are manageable. As in, I could really be good with what we’ve done thus far.

Here’s the progression in pictures over the last week and a half:

Crap backyard with mosquito spa:

Nice men brought a trailer and took it (thanks universe!) But then it left behind icky poo.

Then I went to pre-op last week and by the time I got home, the slab was pressure-washed thanks to my dad who found and called a guy.

Tada!

And then we painted it, added flowers, a wind chime that reminds me of my Grandpa, a water fountain that reminds me of my mom because it was hers and she moved and couldn’t use it anymore and voila! It almost looks usable!

It is already relaxing. I sit here writing with my back door open listening to the fountain and the wind chimes. It really is beautiful.

I could get used to this.

A big huge thank you to my parents for helping me do all of this before the surgery. <3

I also bought some trellises (trelli?) for the back fence because I don’t want the farmers to watch me in my kitchen and as soon as I plant those plants there, they will grow over the fence and hide me.

We also have a bird feeder back there that a family of blue jays dines at frequently and this morning we woke up and there were a whole bunch of them having breakfast.

Add to the patio a couple of loungers with friendly colored cushions (the ones I saw at Burlington Coat Factory that I can’t stop thinking about), me, and a couple of children’s voices and I’m going to be one content mama nursing her way back to happiness. Everything that makes me happy in one place: my family, some flowers, a fountain, comfy jammies (I tried on so many today the lady asked me if I was going on a cruise.)

Anyways it really don’t take much.

I’m even almost ready for this.

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