Megan's Garden

So Megan laid in all the garden-y stuff this weekend. I had to mow. Which is similarly sweaty and dirty and difficult, but which I get to classify as a "chore" or "work" or "friggin' whatever," whereas gardening is classified as "fun." So after mowing and pruning, I got to sit back and drink beer, while she mysteriously continued her gardening. I don't get it; it seems to make her happy.

But it did provide a photo opportunity for the Garden-Living Bass-Playing Frog, a birthday present from Li'l Scottie Rice. I feel there isn't enough quality LOLFROGS material online these days; this probably won't change that.



In other news, my back hurts. Ow.