Here's a picture of my house complete with out of control vines and shrubbery.
No, actually this is one of my favorite old houses on Route 17 in Gloucester, right before you get to the Farm Fresh shopping center, on the right. I was stuck in traffic there the other day and happened to have my camera handy. I love it when that happens. (Having the camera handy, not being stuck in traffic.)
Guess who I heard from last night? Mathews Mark. Yes siree, Bob. Not only is he coming to the rescue on some of my house-related
Hallelujah, because all of my post-Womanless Beauty Pageant posts just haven't had any ummph. I've been in a funk, a sort of post-men in dresses depression.
Of course that could also be due to the myriad of
Also, Mathews Mark has internet access again. So he's liable to show up in the Comments section today while I'm at work, and if he does I'm sure he'll provide you with plenty of
Just don't let him get started about swallowing the oyster with a string on it...
Have a great Monday.