WWTBAM Bored

Three straight days of yard and house work have done me in. Everything aches from over-extension. My mind is guacamole for any coherent thought. I'm a mess.

On the plus side, about one-and-a-half sides of the house are very clean. The yard looks much better. The flowers are pretty. The grill is clean and open for the season. And the SyndieBAM questionnaire is being filled in with scintillating and titillating tidbits about my life.

Things are looking up.

Oh man! Now you've gone and made me want some guacamole. I even have three fabu looking tomatoes from the garden (first ones of the season!) sitting on my kitchen counter. I'm off to Kroger to get avacados.

Avacados...mmmmmmm!

Given how I referred to guacamole, I thought you were going all Hannibal Lecter on me for a second.

Tocqueville3 wrote:Oh man! Now you've gone and made me want some guacamole. I even have three fabu looking tomatoes from the garden (first ones of the season!) sitting on my kitchen counter. I'm off to Kroger to get avacados.

Avacados...mmmmmmm!

Don't forget the chipotles!

I swung a pickax for the first time in my whole entire life this weekend.

Pealette and I did manly things.

It was most fun.

I thought I would not be able to lift my arms yesterday morning.

I was fine.