Kermit gets a brain.
Before. Trees alive.
After. Trees dead. Now the entire neighborhood can see me shower. I should consider installing window treatments in the bathroom. (That is correct. There are no curtains in my bathroom- or the entire first floor in fact.)
I am so jealous at the professional strength wood chipper. They are so much manlier than I. I think I'll go buy a Hummer SUV now.
My never ending quest to clean out the pantry. Friday night roast chicken with assorted veggies I found in the back of the refrigerator.
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