- the nicest freakin' forecast of all time. You must read the descriptions. Maybe they could have checked out the thesaurus for "sunny," or maybe they were trying to make me laugh.
- the next best place to find a laugh: The Happy Place. The best responses to misspellings on Facebook: hilarious!
- a new daily activity. The ladies and I head for an hour outside. Sometimes it's the playground, sometimes a walk, or maybe a little "pork chalk" (sidewalk chalk) in the front yard, but we get a bit o' fresh air. The walks aren't so much walking as the ladies sitting down every few feet and looking at stuff.
The two blocks we have traveled from our house, in this picture, took us a half an hour.
- running. It's soooo good and bad. Like eating raw cookie dough. But the healthy version.
This whole post-baby body is messing with me. My top half is rather buff and normal looking, but then my bottom half is all... not. Maybe I should lay off the wine and butter...
- realizing everything is better if wine and butter are involved. Doh!
- yeah, we'll keep her.
- my tomato plant is still alive. I had really given this thing up for dead, but I walked by it and saw fruit! Woohoo! This rascal had better give me at least one Black Krim heirloom tomato, or I will officially declare myself a Black Thumb.
- I don't like all crochet. Take for example the little square below...
It seems pretty. But I hated making it. It was a little piece of this seemingly cool pattern for a scarf that converts into a shrug. But it sucked. I really hated every single stitch of it. Next!
