Nature or Nurture?

One thing that Charlotte and I have in common is a lack of enthusiasm for the fine art of scrapbooking. It must be genetic. Today I received a homemade scrapbooking-style thank you card from her in the mail. She purposely tried to make an ugly card just to make me laugh, but her artistic talent and distinct style still shows through. She just slapped together some leftover scraps but it is still amazingly cute! And she called it tacky. This is what mine would look like, if I ever attempted one:

At the risk of boring you...

I am so proud of my hydrangea. I bought it last year when it was little (the size you give your mom on Mother's Day when you're cheap) and now look at it! I think it loves me. Not all of my plants love me.

I've finally found some good help!

I picked this guy up off the corner of San Fernando Rd and 15th Street. He's the best gardener and pool man I've ever had. He works like a dog! (Do dogs work?) I pay him plenty, but he still won't buy himself some decent jeans without holes in the knees.

I think I'm getting a crush on him.