– a birthday tablecloth that my elbows are currently sticking to, making me rethink my choice for today's blog station.
– a birthday girl. A smart, funny, little rascal who likes to help me peel skins off tomatoes, wants a mop and some soap for her birthday, calls me "Mother" with a British accent, and uses words like "slobbery" and "intersection" in context. You're neat, V.
– Burger Moe's. Go there. We've been there a handful of times and we've always had stellar service, great food (burgers, duh), and their patio is bbbbbeeeeeeeaaaaaaaauuuutiful. Huge. Free. Birthday. Sundae.
– murder. I MURDERED my to-do list. Killed it. You see the bottom? 25 things I did? I DO rock.
– a completely [re]weeded garden. This time, I'm going to keep it tidy. I even cut back the monster tomato plants even after I found a swarm (okay, like, 10) of locusts (aka "grasshoppers") chilling amidst the vines. As Mae Cake would say, "Smooky."
I'm looking for recommendations for late-summer plants: kale, peas, lettuces, garlic are all in the running. What do you know?
– peel, smushed, cooked, and canned tomatoes for 5 hours to result in one glorious can. Well, a can and a half. We ate the half. I've already made 17 notes on what I can do better/to make it easier.
– a baby who eats lemons, in the two-fisted style.
– a neat… thing… from the lotion in this bottle.
– a lot of crochet. I'm working on that afghan and got to the hard part (the row of flowers) and immediately thought of 9 other projects I'd like to start. But I sat down yesterday and plowed through the nasty work of figuring out how to attach them and the hard part is half done. Woohoo! Persistence, who knew?
Riot and Frolic 
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