Everyone has their own Best Husband Ever, but mine really is The Best. Aside from putting up with my everyday nonsense, he indulges me when I get an idea stuck in my head that inevitably involves a lot of heavy labor on his part. And he doesn’t even roll his eyes when I insist it won’t take long to complete.
Just a few more random photos, not even food related!
Right before our wedding, I noticed there were beautiful blue eggs in this bird house we hung from our patio. When we got back from our honeymoon, I found these cute little chicks sticking their heads out and peeping. After a few days, they were all gone! They didn’t look all that feathered to me, but I also didn’t find any of them in the yard, so I’m hoping they all flew the nest okay!
They look all cute and cuddly… and then someone starts to get smushed:
That’s my Cassie-bear! She’s just a cutie (and also my favorite, totally not a secret).
I have a terrible, awful, no-good habit of taking lots of pictures and never moving them off the camera/memory card. Not all of them need a whole post, but some are worth sharing.
Willie is technically Travis’ cat, but I love him to pieces. We each picked a kitten out at the shelter and he picked Willie, even though he’s a boy cat and he was a little skittish. We were only going to get female cats and we wanted cats that were going to be lovebugs (like our Clair). Turns out, Willie is more of a lovebug than Clair ever was. If you are sitting on the couch, he will find you, lay down, and fall asleep on your lap. He is good at spreading around the cat-lazy. And, so far, the biggest problem we’ve had with him is that he paws at the air instead of covering stuff with the litter.
This was one of the first strawberry harvests from our garden. Last year, I planted 6 strawberry plants (two varieties) and got just a few berries from them. Over the course of a year, the plants spread out and took over half the raised garden bed. This year, I probably pick a handful of ripe berries every week. Never enough to make a dessert or jam, but certainly enough that we both get to enjoy them. I wish I knew what varieties I planted – one makes little berries that are super sweet, the other one makes nice, big berries that are still sweet, but not as sweet as the little ones. Every now and then, I come across a berry that is overripe. Those go to the chickens, who fight over it and chase each other around until one of them finishes it.
Can you feel busy and lazy at the same time? I think I’m going to declare that such a thing is possible. Because that’s how I feel at the moment. So busy trying to finish up house projects before I lose motivation, yet feeling lazy and just wanting to sit on the couch and watch tv (like the Torchwood:Children of the Earth thing I watched and am now wondering what I’m missing not watching the regular series). And so, due to #1 on my list of things my brain wants to ignore:
Three Dog Kitchen 