Austin is a much-loved member of our family, therefore he deserves a dedicated post! He has an enviable life.
Death Valley
Death Valley
Confluence of the American River
Handsome Boy
Paige Meadows Tahoe
Twenty Lakes Basin Tioga Pass
Ridiculous reasons for an argument #1. Sneering at Green Beans. My husband accused me of sneering at the suggestion of green beans for dinner the other night. According to him I looked at the green beans in his hand, I paused, and then my eyes delivered a full on sneer. This sneer upset him. There must have been some eyebrow involvement to upset him so. He threatened not to cook the beans. This took me aback; I’ve never been accused of sneering at anything – certainly not a green bean. I wonder, have I sneered at any other unsuspecting vegetables? I didn’t even know I had sneer in my arsenal of facial expressions. I like the way it sounds though: sneer. I should try drawing it out some time: ssssneeeeeeeeerr. Hmm. My husband won’t be cooking me green beans any time soon if I try that. I think I’ll grow green beans in my garden this summer….
I wasn’t going to do this – write about married life – but I just can’t help myself. This isn’t a diary where I self-indulgently blather on about every triviality in my married life – yawn! (Can you put an exclamation point after a sleepy word like yawn?) I promise to keep these entries short and to the point – like, WTF, I woke up this morning and remembered I’m married… ever have one of those days?
Burbette's Feast 