turfed

As in “I totally turfed our backyard on Friday!”

Or, with alternate definition, “That test was hard as turf!”

Life, love, or the pursuit thereof.

We come to you live from Amarillo…riveting, isn’t it?

*cricket cricket*

I Smash Garlic Bulbs

I smash the heck right out of them.

Or rather, I smash the cloves right out of them.

Also, I carve roast beef.

Who knew?

And now, for the blogging.

I’m going to attempt to condense the events from January 26th to February 9thish before my little guy laptop battery croaks. (Yes, I have a frog-powered laptop. No, you can’t have it. No I don’t remember where I got it. Yes, we can move on now.)