The other day I caught this stupid wasp trying to build a mud nest in the underside of our patio door.


Fat chance. I waited until it left to get more mud and then I sprayed its house with bathroom cleaner.


Unfortunately, when I looked the next day, it had already completed a new nest in a different corner. EWWWW.


I KNOW THESE PICTURES ARE REALLY EXCITING. TRY TO CONTAIN YOURSELVES.


Here is a bonus picture of the ridiculous earrings Mom bought me.

My final gift has arrived.


It fits nicely in my intellectual corner. Music, art, TV.


When I first came here there were only about four geese. The swan is clearly not doing his job. (Though, at least he has one.)

One of my belated gifts finally arrived. Feels waffle iron-y.

Ben gave me a heart attack for my birthday.




Actually, due to less than stellar planning on the part of someone who shall rename nameless, my "real" presents are still in transit somewhere. In the meantime, I received stickers, a tea set, and various sugary goods.






Scrumptious!

J. Alexander's promotes slave labor.


I drove over at 1:30 in the morning to help out.


And goof around. Oops. Ugly profile again.

Firstly, check out my stylish kitchen:


I find this picture hilarious.


This is, unfortunately, my ugly profile. I must remember to pose from the left from now on.




Too bad all those stupid kids we don't know are in the background.