It doesn't really look like it, either, except it's the right color. But if it's on a Bourdain show and doesn't have eyeballs in it, it totally looks like a win from here. I don't care how hot I think he is, not eating eyeballs. Nor hearts, nor heads. Then, of course, he found the other guy's gross-out funny. So eventually Ohio chef tasted it and liked it, despitr presentation!fail

OMG, today.

First, to market, where there are VA strawberries for the first time! So they were bought.

Then Target and TJs.

And then to do some yardwork. Brian saw me out, so he came out. I pruned the bushes (sawed off a whole branch and it looks so much better!) and pulled weeds and raked up leaves and then we cleaned the sidewalks of leaf and other plantlike debris -and street- of 3/4 of our street. Looks so much better. Then around to back, where he cleaned up the alley (and Anna came home and joined us) as I weeded and devined my little plot. And then there was beer and wine and assisting in putting a new windowscreen in and then it had been 4 hours and I needed to go to the pool. Swam my 2 miles and when I got back, noticed Anna had powerwashed my porch of all the pollen.

And painted the door (touchups) and laundry part done and now Loki is next door, keeping Anna company while she eats. I keep hearing "Loki, no.." HAHAHA.

Oh, and we decided to go in together to repaint the concrete on our porches. Brian knows how to do it and what to get. We'll probably do it in July.

Love this place.

Oh, and I am totally getting the new-to-me original sink soon! He ordered all his new fixtures.

We had soccer all day. Pictures at 10, game at noon, end of season party after game. We weren't home until almost 5.

Timelies all!

I've spent a good portion of the weekend at Malice Domestic, a convention for fans of traditional mysteries. Fun, though my shoulder is sore from shlepping around books in a tote bag. Plus, I now have a small rubber duck dressed like Batman.

Plus, I now have a small rubber duck dressed like Batman.

This is a great addition to your household.

Love the name, Sheryl! Pictures of Bat!duckie! (close call on the typo, there.

sarameg, love you're still so in love with your 'hood and your neighbors.

Oy. Science needs to invent AI for trees, man. Tree sex bad.

Badger attack!

"Gunslingers die young", "My wife is a stripper". Heh.

Deadline. Yes. I'm going.

Plus, I now have a small rubber duck dressed like Batman.

Nifty!

Twitter seems to think I am going to swap my tv over to Dr Who. Um, no. I am watching racing live. And, really, I am more likely to be spoiled for racing than the very awesome Doctor. I will watch later.

Tree sex bad.

Certainly tree sex is painful. It's gorgeous out there with everything blooming and green and spectacular. But it's ouchie too.

The trees just need to be more discreet. Really. a little discretion never hurt anyone