Sunday, May 30, 2010


OK, so this might veer a leetle into whinging, but bear with me.  There are some pretty photos to tide you over

I am just itching for the sun to come back, BECAUSE:

If the sun comes back, the concrete man can pour our driveway, our porch, our front patio, our pathway, AND our back patio.  (Read this as: my yard won't be a mud pit anymore.)

If the sun comes back, and the concrete man pours all those things, we can get our hands dirty putting in good dirt and garden boxes and planting the 30 unclaimed tomatoes, plus an odd assortment of basil, melons, and unidentified squash. (If anyone wants a tomato start, please please raise your know, if you're local and know where I live.)

If the sun comes back we can go here.

One misty, moisty morning
When cloudy was the weather
I chanced to meet an old man,
Clothed all in leather.

Clothed all in leather,
With a cap under his chin,
Saying "How do you do?"
And how do you do?
And how do you do?" again.


The most darling kitchen I've ever seen.  I can't wait to make waffles there.  Or toast.  Or cocoa.

I'm willing to guess there are games, toys, and great books stashed in here.


You know why??  Because Grandmas and Grandpas are awesome like that, and we can't wait to go visit my parents at their new retreat!  It's a tiny little cabin, on a rocky little beach, on a tiny little island no one has ever heard of.  Perfection.



Aunt LoLo said...

Oooh......such a cute place!!

Casey said...

That little cottage look so cute! How lucky you are!

Ticia said...

that is cute! Whiny posts are allowed from time to time. And it really wasn't all that whiny.

Teresa said...

I love the kitchen...sweet.
Hope you have a wonderful time...sounds like heaven.