I put my back out vacuuming and DH wants me to mow the lawn. I told him
Port Alberni has "Bear Tracks and Lumber Jacks". The only problems with that is if you see bear tracks you get back in your car and leave and lumber jacks are back east. Here we call them fallers. It's like saying BC's provincial dish is poutine.
I think that Golden Corn Bread recipe is the one I make every other Sunday. It's DH's favourite breakfast. The other Sundays it's my favourite; oatmeal muffins with a variety of fruits and nuts added. It's muffins with strawberries and pecans today.
Nature's car wash.
I have another blog somewhere in MyBloggers but not only have I forgotten the password, I can't remember what I called it. Probably something original like "Nittineedles Too".
Not much wool on them.
I still haven't had my annual birthday Chinese food. What else would one eat ice cream out of....the bucket? Speaking of ice cream, I didn't get any of that for my birthday either.
That mountain salad looks relish and I have all the ingredients except for the cream cheese. It seems silly to make a mountain of it. I'd just cube the cranberry sauce and dump it in.
Bighorn what? Wish I could take pictures but DH just whizzes on by.
I am shocked with your past behaviour but it sounds like fun.
It's so sad to think he's gone. Maybe some of his kits will find their way to your house.
Rex must be pleased.
All Angel has caught this year is a fly. I'm not going to tell her about Eloise's triumphs. She would feel so inadequate.
My first was five days early. My second was five days early, so when my third was five days late I felt like she was actually ten days late.