Hard to tell, it's so darn foggy out. So foggy they delayed the school day. So foggy I can't see the back of the yard. So foggy that my youngest thought the house was flying in the clouds when he looked outside. And now a thunderstorm should come later and wash away the fog and all of our lovely snow. I'm still trying to explain to Mr. B that spring is not here just because the snow is melting.
I set aside the Target flyer in Sunday's paper without looking at it, vowing to stand firm. Then I got in the shower this morning and discovered that Mr. T has used up yet another bottle of my Nexxus shampoo. Thanks to my newfound conviction, I'll pay salon price for another bottle which I'll have to put up high beyond the kid's reach or lock in a closet when I see him heading in my bathroom to clean up. Damn you, Target! I wish I could quit you more easily.
The book any gardener or farmers' market afficianado should read is Blithe Tomato by Mike Madison. Described as "an insider's wry look at farmers' market society," it's funny, informative and well-written. Check it out.
Finally, check out Saucy's phenomenal dollhouse in today's post. It's beyond cool. My Green today is all envy because I can't even own a floor lamp as long as Team Testosterone lives with me.