Pebbles in Lingerie With a Bee in Her Bonnet

Wait.  Pebbles doesn't have a bonnet.  She has a bone.  I'll get to that in a moment.

I'm watching a scene on a TV show where the sexy blond walks out of the bathroom in silky lingerie and high heels.  I asked Hubby if this is what he thinks I should be wearing when I come out of the bathroom at night instead of the old T-shirt, shorts, face mask, Bengay cream, and curlers?

Oh.  That explains a few things.

I might be able to get the lingerie on, padding the top quite a bit, but the heels?  Um, no.  Evil Twin would trip me.  Hubby would be trying to explain to the nice man with the badge and gun that I accidentally impaled myself with our framed wedding photo that was knocked off the wall when I fell.

Oops.

Let's move on.

I'm doing a triathlon tomorrow.  It has a caveman theme.  I made a costume out of what's left of my Pebbles costume:

Yes, that's really my hair with a "bone" in it.

With the warm spring we're having down here, I'm a bit worried about how hot I'm going to be in that thing!

Event photos may or may not come later.  I'll have to stick the bone in my visor or hat because there is no way I'll be able to get it to stay in my wet hair after swimming and cycling!

Maybe I should borrow BamBam's club.  Knocking my competitors out of the way may be the only way I won't finish last!

Kidding.  Kidding.  I'm not *Tonya Harding.

I've got some nice blooms in the garden this spring.  Evil Twin provides captions:

Wow!  Check out that splatter pattern.

You're not hiding from ME, are you, Pinky?  

I won't cut on you.  Promise.

I'm trying to catch a bee to put in Reffie's 

bonnet...er...hat for her race tomorrow. 

Have a great week!

*Just in case you don't remember or you are too young, Tonya had fellow ice-skater Nancy Kerrigan clubbed in the knee prior to the US Championships in 1994.

Photo credits:  Pebbles and BamBam

Of Winds and Wings and Bluebonnets!

This week the winds of March have not only arrived but settled in nicely.  DANG IT!  Why can't they get the month right?  I go out for a run and come back in covered in dirt.  A squirrel tried to bury nuts in me.

Ew.  That sounded awful, didn't it?

Don't answer that.

Earlier in the week, Evil Twin handed me some wings and was trying to teach me to fly.  She told me I was a kite.

I couldn't quite get the hang of running and flapping and I kept kissing the ground causing Evil Twin to break out in uncontrollable spurts of laughter.  Sheesh!  It wasn't THAT funny.

To distract her, I let her play with the garden tools in the shed while I got some yard work done.

If it's April, it must be time for bluebonnets.   South Texas wins again this year for bluebonnet beauty but D/FW is starting to show some color.  Personally,  I think our seeds blew down south last fall, or maybe it was the migrating gnomes that pooped them out on their way to Mexico.

I'm happy I have a few a diva that somehow managed to survive over the winter.  I found this little guy trying to nap (or hide from Cat) in my pretty blue Lupinis texensis (click to enlarge and get the full benefit of Reffie aiming the camera).

Then I walked out to my shade bed in the back where I'm trying some new ground cover and look what I found:

OK.  I'm impressed.  Not only is it alive, it bloomed. 

 

Best of all, it's baseball season!  That's right.  Another season of Hubby cursing at the TV when our local team pitches batting practice for the other team during the game.   

I think the Texas Rangers are currently in last place.

Sigh.

Have a bloomin' good weekend!