oh the things i love thursday, and every stinkin' day!

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there's a bunch of things today:

gray falling asleep in the car yesterday after a really hard day of refusing everything, saying "no" and meaning it, and just being an all-around piece of work (POW). it was a good 30 minutes of me being able to sing and dance in my seat, dodging puddles and hydroplaning around town. of course, these adverse weather conditions did not stop me from whipping out the camera and snapping a shot of the peacefulgoodness.

gray refuses to wear "pannies". no, seriously, she does. i spend a large portion of my day re-putting-back-on her underwear. and she always manages to find a way to take them off again and hide it from me. i find her underwear stuffed in the strangest places...like her wonder woman lunch box (thanks HALA!). so basically lots of people have seen grace naked. it doesn't bother her one bit. it makes for interesting dinner conversations, like last night when my mom politely asked her to remove her "chaunna" (what i used to call it) from the table, followed by boo informing her that she had a piece of feta cheese stuck to it. i'm not kidding you, this stuff really happens.

my little potting bench outside our slider. metal lanterns, some pansies that gray (with the help of nana) bought me, a shell, a clay birdhouse, and some crazyold rosemary.

my garden. it really looks like poo right now and will until everything starts to grow. all those little white things you see all over the place are what we like to call "cotton". our neighbor (in very close proximity neighbor) has this huge tree that spews what looks like cotton all over our yard. our grass is nearly invisible right now, covered in cotton. so our my rugs. and my garden.

my girl tracy. seriously. this girl is good people. spending the afternoon with trace yesterday, i realized (not for the first time) that she's one of those special people. she is so good with my kiddies, and is going to be the best mom. she's in a really really special relationship with her man. her house is clean. you could eat off her floors. she puts out carrots to snack on and has a basket of toys. she trusts grace with permanent markers on her carpet. seriously. tracy. good stuff.

my little stinkin' grad-i-ated bro. seriously cute.

slurpin' noodles with the fam at fresh city. although we're never going there again, because that place is seriously overpriced for sh*t i could make at home way better. but i'm adding it to my list because we had a nice time because the crazy gilberts at a "restaurant". although it's hardly a restaurant. it was joey's first time in a big-boy's high chair. only after our visit, when i was telling my dad how the place was strangely not busy, did he inform me that it was recently on the front page of the paper for being closed down for these gross health code violations. awesome! now that i'm thinking of it, it really shouldn't be on this list at all. except i like the picture.

my stinkin' basil. i was some pesto in the worst way. can't wait to bust out the blender and force feed everyone around me my pesto concoctions.

old maps and scissors. these purple ones are on their way out. i must break down and get a new pair. someone (cough cough) must have used them to cut some sort of uncuttable metal products, or their pubes, or something. because they are having a hard time cutting through string. yes, string. i need new scissors.