Apparently I suck at blogging in the summer months. (Yeah. You’re right. It is quite possible that I suck at blogging year ’round.)
I even got up with the birds this morning, and there still aren’t enough hours in the day.
And in case you’re wondering, the birds got up at exactly five this morn. I know this because I have not one, but two antique clocks that chime on the hour. The birds began singing on the stroke of 5.
Not that they woke me up. Mr. Kewlstuff’s snoring did that at around 4:40. So when the birds started their racket at five I figured it was either 1. Get up or 2. Attempt to smother Mr. Kewlstuff with a pillow. Since I’ve attempted to smother him numerous times and failed, I felt option 1. would be less hassle all the way around.
So I’ll try and bring you up to speed.
The garden has tripled in size since I last posted. Mostly because it hasn’t stopped raining since the middle of June.
Believe it or not, a garden is a difficult thing to photograph. This is the best I could do…
This is only about a third of it, but at least you’ll have something to compare it to when I post the next picture.
Let’s see. We now have $600+ into one of the dogs eyes. She developed an ulcer on her right eye, no doubt because Mr. Kewlstuff lets her ride with her head hanging out the car window. (Correction. He used to let her ride with her head hanging out the car window.) We’re talking oral antibiotics twice a day and antibiotic drops in her eye every four hours for the last month. Personally, I think we could have gotten her a realistic glass eye for about half of that.
In the meantime my car puked out all it’s brake fluid. Naturally it couldn’t be anything as easy as a brake line. Turned out to be a part that no one, including the dealer, has ever seen before. Making it very expensive to replace. Because it’s rare.
I can say with certainty that I won’t have time to post again before the holiday, so I’m wishing you all a safe and happy 4th of July.
And Crotchety, if by chance you’re reading this, I hope you’re feeling better every day.
