Nothing too exciting happened in the past couple of months. Preston did get me a puppy while I was in San Antonio. He's a little Yorkie, and we named him Bear. He's the sweetest, non-yappy little dog I've ever known. Even though I said, "No dog...EVER!", I'm glad Preston didn't listen to me this time.
Here's a picture of some kids in my backyard tree. Their father is also in this tree...somewhere...much, much higher up. We've decided to grow our first garden, and no, I'm not growing any drugs. We're planning on having tomatoes, a variety of herbs (and no, none are drugs), sweet peas, squash, and cucumbers.
4 comments:
Why did you say your not planting any drugs? I don't think anyone would have asked but now I'm kinda thinking your guilty. I'm on to you.... you should have never said anything. ;) I love Bear. I miss him. and you ;)
I love that dog! I want him! And if you are growing drugs, I need some.
Cute, cute! Abi is so excited to meet Bear.
Homegrown drugs are probably like homegrown tomatoes. Like a hundred times better than store bought ones. Maybe you should experiment with that idea.
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