Nice sentiment hon...

"She's like a pez dispenser - when you step on her, she cracks into pieces."

Too much "news"

Which is worse - to do something wrong with good intentions or to watch something bad happen and do nothing?

Owch, mine eyes

So,painful doodles are only ever really accomplished after a glass or two of wine...

Oh,and here is a cool picture I got of some monkshood and the back of the piano Mr was moving...

Points for being an old man

I cleaned. I cleaned and I haaaate cleaning. I haaaaaaaaaate cleaning cat vomit. You left me little option after hurling all over the computer cables under my desk you little varmint.
So, I cleaned and I set you up with your own little bed box under there (maybe that will contain the pukies?). Now use it. Noooooo, don't you hurl on my new chair pad.

You're lucky you're old and sorta cute (when you're not being menacing or throwing up).

Let the cursing commence

I took a beautiful and unexpected day off from work yesterday to drive down to the Danish whorehouse supply store (better known to people that aren't my husband as Ikea). Without Mr there to censor me, I bought ridiculous amounts of absolute junk.

Anyhow, was looking for a little table for my laptop in the office & found one that folds out of the wall. Of course, this is Ikea. So that means flat-pack furniture. Yay. I was wishing that I had the many hands of Shiva. Fortunately, there's that husband who will put up with a lot of abuse. I don't know what I will do when he throws me to the curb.

Put on your happy face

So glad you're branching out hon (ha! I crack me up!)

Speaking of branches, human panda girl

You make my head itch

Well you make tugboats sad

Sunday morning special

Today is starting out really great: beautiful light, drinking from my favorite mug and hanging with Clovman.

Mind you, it's nothing as religious as walking around Cambridge at dawn singing Kristofferson to myself...



...but it's damned nice.

Short but sweet

Clovis is

But actually, I was thinking of the lettuce which provided well for the two weeks before it began to bolt.

Now I will eat the rest and winter crops will take over the garden (or wilt and die depending on how much we remember to water)
Yummy salad time...