Even the drain covers are showing their autumn colors.
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Even the drain covers are showing their autumn colors. I had, for the most part, a shockingly productive weekend. Unlike the way things usually go, I actually finished everything that I intended to finish this weekend. I put up about ten half-pints of peach-poblano jam, two half-pints of marinated mushrooms, four quarts of dill pickles, and six half-pints of pickled purple cauliflower and onions. [...] Internet. People. Friends. I have a problem. You guys have to help me. This was my plan for the weekend as of Thursday night: Go to the Indians game on Friday, hang out on Saturday, Sunday, and Monday, maybe tidying the guest room or the dining room. Okay, I realize that the picture above is not the most interesting or well-composed photo, but you know what? Turns out that it’s hard to take pictures while you’re driving! Probably also unsafe and possibly illegal, so, you know, maybe don’t do that. It’s Sunday night–have pictures of cats! I’m told that the internet loves cats. This works out well, since obviously I love cats, too. I was just telling Nick that it’s fortunate he’s a cat person, since I don’t think that I could’ve married a dog person. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t dislike dogs, it’s [...] Sleepy Louise kitty. I have to admit that I’m sympathetic to Louise’s very, very lazy approach to life. I feel like this week has gone on forever, and I’m hoping that on Saturday we’re able to just hole up and not do things. I suspect, of course, that this will not be quite how it [...] Hey, look, a cucumber! Remember how I was saying that it turned out that my cucumbers were watermelons? Turns out that I was totally wrong, and at least one of the plants is, in fact, a cucumber. Apparently cucumber flowers and watermelon flowers look a lot alike–I figured five-petaled yellow flowers were going to be [...] Lookit the stupid sleepy kitty! See that? That, my friends, is food from my garden. Lovingly cradled in my shirt, because I am unorganized and didn’t have a basket or anything, and it was going starting to rain, so I didn’t want to go back inside to find one. |
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