My brother Douglas (Doug, to the rest of the world) is visiting. He lives in London. He brought his flat-mate (not sure if that's supposed to be hyphenated or not) Robin with him. Robin's British, so I'm highly entertained by having someone with an accent around. I was afraid Mom was going to need subtitles to understand him, but so far so good. :-)
We celebrated D's birthday about a month after the fact, and yes I very deliberately made this ice cream cake pretty silly looking!:
That's a big tomato. I fed it to Shylah, and I laughed so hard it hurt. That horse LOVES tomatoes.
Last Friday we had two birch trees taken out of the back yard. I guess I should have taken a "before" photo. For one thing the huge mulberry was completely growing into them and it looked bad. For another thing they were dead. Did not handle the switch to "drought-tolerant" drip irrigation of course (why do people plant birches here anyway?) Well apparently these birches were supporting part of the weight of the mulberry, because I went out Sunday morning to feed and found a branch had broken overnight:
That's not good:
The tree guys came over again today and removed the downed branch.
It's a bug butt!:
(Sorry, little camera doesn't take good pics at maximum digital zoom).
Guess what! I went shopping today with my friend A.C. and I found something to wear! Woo hoo! Dress Barn to the rescue. FYI to former-roomie K, the pants I got are from INC at Macy's. As was the pregnant eggplant shirt, which I returned. There was another shirt I liked a whole lot today too. If it would have had cute little cap sleeves instead of dumb ruffles with giant armpit holes.... Sigh. I may still hit the dreaded mall one more time just to keep all options open. Heck, the pressure's off now, it might be a bit more enjoyable.