Remember that previous post where I boasted about our two new “really gorgeous” lantana shrubs? Yeah, about that…substitute “gorgeous” for “dying.”
I’m thinking that our west entry way is just a little to steamy.
Any ideas?
It’s been a rough couple of days–nothing is working out. I made another cherry pie yesterday, and despite using the same recipe all four times, this one was soupy and just awful. (I’m guessing it was under baked–I took it out after I found it boiling over into the bottom oven, creating a fair amount of smoke and a dreadful smell. I think I might have to start over with a new oven at this point.)
Also, I tried to wash a spot of chocolate off my face this morning, only to realize that I haven’t had chocolate in days and the spot wasn’t going anywhere. Could it be an age spot at 30? So much for that daily SPF. How do I get rid of it? What if it reproduces? Maybe a few more and I’ll finally look tan.
My friend Lori commented on my perfect life a couple of days ago, and I thought it was only fair to show that things (and people!) are far from flawless around here. Call it truth in advertising.
