My day, thus far, in pictures:
When I woke up this morning, I found this scene in the bathroom, and I have to admit I felt a wee bit of concern.
In his attempt to set up a small garage sale early this morning, my husband had smacked his baby toe on a metal bed frame.
He mostly ran the sale himself. I just babysat it when he changed his gauze and poured another cup of coffee.
Check out the bees!
They're responsible for the following: a summer's worth of raspberry jam.
A week's worth of zucchini bread. I know. Just a week. That plant is a beast.
An hour's worth of packing. Heaven knows I love my books, but good grief do they weigh a lot.
...packing because, that is, my darling husband got himself accepted into a Phd. program in Hamilton, Ontario, CANADA... for this fall, if that's not enough tsunami change for ya. It's certainly enough for me. I'll be ping-ponging between time zones for the next eight weeks, but the stuff goes next week. And my LANTA for only three years of marriage, we certainly have accumulated some stuff.