If only all houses had a separate living room for bike storage...
Firefighters want pie, I guess I make it for them. I'll pat myself on the back for being a good wife.
Nothing is ever the same as in real life, but the green lights were as far as I could see. Little alien eyes popping out of the night sky.
Many things happened this day. We were cleaning 1811 for our tenant's arrival the next day when it started snowing. As I pulled out the vacuum to get the last floor of the last room, the power went out. We cooked hotdogs on the wood stove for dinner.
Baklava, first attempt. Dish lish.
Finding murals in the city you've lived in for a couple years now brings with it several revelations. 1. I might need to get out more. This has not exactly been hiding. 2. RVA can be neat. 3. I definitely need to get out more.
If you look closely, you will see a blurred leaf on our peace lily. That's because we have air blowing through our vents! Welcome modern luxuries!
U of R
Dinner! And that is kind of a lie because I think I had that one plus six more.
Not much going on in there. That is what we've looked like more often than not lately.
Visiting the garden on a beautiful spring day! Colorful orchids and a cute baby. Woohoo!
Roll away the stone, boys! Celebrating Easter with the family so much that we put Bob to sleep.
The after Easter dinner lounge room has not been disassembled yet. Laziness commences for a couple days. Andy is sucked in to Game of Thrones.
(My brain automatically typed Living Social instead of Living Room. I'm not sure what that means...)
I might be enjoying the lounge room also. This is the current view from the couch: Kitty longing to get outside to get back in again.
Heading back to Richmond after a day in Rockville at the WFM Mid-Atlantic HQ. Makes me sound super important. They sell strawberry rhubarb bites at their store. Talk about self control. I had to make those last a 4.5 hour car ride in traffic just so I could give them to Andy.
Productivity! Very slow productivity.
Andy taste testing the salsa with his dainty spoon and dainty face. We also made Devon's secret margarita's to accompany our burrito dinner. Makes me want to go to the beach so bad.
Celebrating the birthday boy with millions of Junior dollars.
A little spring day outing. These flowers are pretty but what I really cared about were the baby goats!
I've decided that when I have kids their toys are going to consist of tongue depressors, empty cardboard boxes, and books.
The granola ant hill.
One of fifteen mangoes I cut up. The pit-gnawing is the best part!