Luscious

I think that's a good word for this deep pink rose that is all yummy and swirly looking. Yep, let's just go with luscious.

A quiet Sunday for us. Working in the yard for Bill and I am doing some house work. Well, not at this moment I am not. I am faffing (love that word, Debbi [via Lorenzo]) around with images trying to figure out which one I took at the little rose garden would be the blip. Luscious pink swirly one will do nicely, thank you.

So, done with faffing and must go put the clean sheets on the bed, clean the kitchen...you know, act like a Real Housewife of Clark County, and get something done.

Tonight, sometime or another, we watch the final episode of The Hatfield's and The McCoy's, which we recorded. Talk about a bunch of men who had nothing better to do than to figure out ways to hate thy neighbor. Those not in know about this proud chapter in American Hillbilly history can google it and be amazed. Our own very mini version of the 30 years war. I didn't realize the feud went on that long.

A cooler day as the tropical air is long gone now. Hope all is well in your corner of the world, Blippers! See ya later.