Guess who I saw this morning in the bathroom – Curly Sue!
This picture does not really do her justice, since I had to take it by myself in my abominably-lit bathroom. You’ll have to trust me when I tell you that she is a thing of beauty. Me, trying to get a picture of an eyebrow hair in the bathroom mirror without accidentally pulling it out – not so much.
Other things I’d like to talk about today:
– The harvest has begun! This weekend I picked my first cucumber, along with a handful of green beans and a small-ish yellow squash. I may have jumped the gun a little on the squash, but I’m nothing if not impatient.
If you happened to be peeking out of my neighbor’s upstairs window last Saturday around 9am, you would have seen one ecstatic pajama-clad girl skipping around the garden clutching beans in both hands and pausing periodically to shake aforementioned beans in her dog’s face, singing (in the style of the Go-Gos), “We got the beans, we got the Beans, we got the BEANS, YEAH! We got the BEANS!”
Um, yeah. We got some mutha fudrucking beans.
The cucumber became part of a delicious mango salad, but the squash and beans are still on the counter, taunting me. Joke’s on you, veggies, ’cause you’ll both be a stir fry tonight!
– You may have a distinct noticed lack of Dexter up in this piece as of late. He is in South Carolina, getting some one-on-one time with his former mommy, Danielle. It’s pretty obvious from the pictures she’s been sending me pining away for us, right? Right?
Apparently he’s having such a good time he’s already on his third chew toy. No squeaker in SC is safe.
He’ll be back in a couple of weeks.
And yes, that is a hand-crocheted afghan he is wrapped up in. Hand-crocheted by moi, no less. I’ll be happy to start taking orders if, by some chance, you don’t have the time or the inclination to waste spend 12+ hours of your life looping yarn around a hook while watching the first four seasons of Lost.