I have two tomatoes ripening in the garden, despite the humungous tomato plants having collapsed under their own weights in one of the recent storms. The tomato cages are too frail to prevent it. Guess next year I'll need to tie the plants to actual stakes.
I also need to go hunting for cucumbers. I know there's at least one under all that foliage somewhere.
Dear Chadwicks, the fifties called and they want their suit back.
I wish they had tops in tall. I'm not proportioned to really need tall pants, but I seem to have a longer torso than average because I have trouble finding tops that are long enough. I have no interest in showing my midsection, kthxbye.
We rented the new
The Hills have Eyes last night because Charles made the mistake of telling me that Billy Drago was in it. Boy, was that a mistake. It sucks just as much as the first movie, only in different ways, and Papa Jupiter got like NO screen time AT ALL. I feel cheated. :P