I'm hot. The garden is full of morning glory vines and spiders. The windshield has a crack in it. I haven't cooked a bona fide meal since June 24th. I can't get the water balloons to fill. We're out of olive oil. I can't find disc 5 of season 2 of The Wire anywhere. I just delivered a large blue adult tricycle with a great big basket to my friend Molly.
And this is my scarecrow - a plastic bear that got caught under the mower.
Is it Friday? I think it's Friday.
Friday, July 11, 2008
When I grow up I want to be an old woman
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my niece used to call those things "squarecrows". but yours might be a bearcrow.
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