We had a beautiful day outside yesterday.
Which, of course, caused Griffin to call me "the! worstest! mommy! ever!" because I made him pick up his rock collection, which has be sprinkled all over the patio the past few months.
I know. I'm so horrible.
I also managed to re-stake all my peonies and put cages around the daffodils (some genius that lived here before us put a bunch of daffodils in the grass, which is of course right by the children's play area, and I'm tired of the boys "accidentally" stomping on the all the time).
I also moved all the glass that I could easily reach away from the greenhouse, as well as some pottery (no, I didn't step foot in there, I reached in where the glass use to be) (and I used my leather gardening gloves)...
... is it just me or is it leaning a few more degrees?
Is anyone interested in a couple of magazines (or two people interested in one magazine each)?
I have the March issue of Domino (the green-living issue) and the March issue of Romantic Homes (which featured Alicia's home).
I have even managed to not tear out any pages of the magazines. Be amazed! Be amazed of my phenomenal lack-of-ripping skills!
I'll send the magazines to whomever wants them (first to say in the comment that they want them, gets them), as long as they promise to rub them against their naked bodies and tell me how good it was. Mkay?