This Week in Sniderville: 15

It’s Spring! Time to get the eff outdoors!

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Our nephew trying to murder my bubbles at my in-laws’ last Sunday

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I’m going to try this whole back-deck-garden thing again — I have NO IDEA what I’m doing. (cherry tomatoes, jalapenos, cilantro, rosemary, basil)

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Many thanks to Leslie for graciously letting me get dirt all over her car.

And finally, possibilities for the front yard:

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How was your week?

This Week in Sniderville: 13

This week I:

– worked on a new story. This one’s about dire diner consequences, and what happens when you don’t clean your plate.

– planned out a back-deck overhaul, spending way too much time browsing decorating sites, until I subconsciously started colour-coding my desk:
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– went to The Early Bird, which is quickly becoming my favourite place on Earth. By day, it’s a kickass rock diner:
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…by night it’s a crushed-velvet leopard-printed rock bar. They have a sandwich called the Fat Elvis: French toast layered with peanut butter, bacon, and deep fried bananas. Best heart attack food ever. I bumped into the lovely Chef Chainsaw outside (she’ll have her own post later.)

– went to a house party, had a fantastic time, succeeded in not peeing my pants from laughing so hard. It’s the minor victories in life, really.

– went thrifting with my Dude, something we haven’t done in a long time. The store has mannequins now…
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Now I’m off to craft some creepy words and search for stock images of questionable meat. I love my life!

How was your week?