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Sunday, June 12, 2011

Three Issues

1.  My mint plant is taking over the planter.  I knew this was going to happen - my boss told me that mint grows like crazy.  Now the little sage plant is barely visible and my bell and jalepeno pepper plants are in danger of being engulfed.  I also planted cilantro in the same planter, which is shooting all over the place as well.  I've read that you can dig up half the mint plant and it'll do just fine...I just need to find a (healthy) recipe that uses 4 pounds of mint leaves.

2.  I don't speak Max.  Max is our neighbor boy.  He's three - the same as Logie.  I can understand Logie just fine - even on the phone I can carry on a conversation with him (except for the fact he feels he needs to yell into the phone to be heard).

I was out watering my monster mint and other herbs and veggies, and Max was on his patio, playing with his new water gun.  I was just about to walk back into the house when I hear "HI!".  So I stopped and talked to him a bit.

He rambled on for about 90 seconds, and the only thing I understood from it all was that his dad bought him his new squirt gun.  He sounds like he speaks a foreign language.  So we had an interesting conversation.  I'm sure he knew what we were talking about, but I didn't.

3.  My camera battery is dead.  I've finished up the downstairs bathroom, and it looks awesome, but I can't take pictures because I'm too lazy to plug in my camera battery.  Maybe by the end of the day...

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Bryndalyn has little tiny miniature baby muscles.  They are cute.

Wilberforce and I bought her that hat for her original birthday last year.

It wasn't her first birthday, because that's this year.  What do you call the day she was born besides "the day she was born"?  I'm going with "original birthday".  So there.

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I killed the most gigantron spider on the water hose today.  If God said "Let there be no more spiders" I would be ok with that.  I would probably go take a nap on the lawn.

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