I’m not sure why that title popped into my mind today, but it did. I was going to offer a cookie to whoever could tell me what it’s from but then I googled it and decided it was WAY too easy. Sorry, no cookies for you!
Today is “grass day” at home. Otherwise known as the day the nice man from the lawn service comes to the house and aerates and seeds in hopes of MAYBE someday having grass again. Although the way this drought is going he’s going to have his work cut out for him with this whole “guarantee” thing because I have a bad feeling that water restrictions are only going to get worse and it will be impossible for us to water the lawn without breaking Town Rules, or without going outside at 5am in my pajamas holding a freakin’ hose so I won’t get busted. I hope that little low sitting off to the east will turn into rain so maybe I won’t even have to water the lawn because Mother Nature will do it for me. That would be awesome.
Also, this morning I spent like five minutes trying to get a splinter out of my toe. It hurt like a sonofabitch but finally, I won. And now my toe hurts, but my elbow doesn’t hurt any more, so I think I can live with that. I’d like to say maybe that will teach me to leave the house barefoot (and I think kind of drives Nate nuts that I do that) but it won’t. I’ll just suffer
in silence loudly.
And lastly is anyone else watching Californication? I am! Any thoughts? I’m still not 100% sure how I feel about it. Kind of like I was with the Tudors, where it wasn’t great, I didn’t love it, and then the season was over and I was sad.