A guy at work told me a couple days ago that we aren't going to have a summer this year in Portland. I wrote him off mostly because he lives in Boring and I'm not even sure that town exists. Although I was really surprised when I didn't have to dial a one before the phone number. Where is this place called Boring that is so close the phone number isn't long distance? I have no idea, but I'm certainly not going to trust some guy from this mythical land. Plus, I mean, come on! Of course we will have a summer!
After today's weather I'm starting to think maybe the Boring man might be right.
This is the vivid color setting on my camera. Apparently vivid means blue. I wrote a limerick about the man from Boring.
There once was a man from Boring
Who went outside, it was pouring
He went back to bed
With thoughts of warmth is his head
When the sun came out he was snoring
I know I have been bad about writing blogs lately, but I'm really going to try and do better. Mostly because Jessica said she is going to become one of my followers if I started posting semi-regularly.
It's hard though, trying to be interesting when all you have to look at is this:
"Come on Susan. Be funny. Be interesting. Say something smart."
I don't have anything smart to say. So look how gross my kitchen is:
I'm making soap with Katie tonight so I'm going to take photos of that and maybe make a post out of it. But I should probably clean my kitchen first.
My yard has turned into quite the jungle. I'm not sure what to do about that. I should probably whack some weeds or something. But I kind of like it. Plus it's easier to not do anything. Those weeds are huge though. I didn't know they got that big.
Look at those suckers. They be ginormous! I should enter them in the county fair or something.