Better Homes and Gardens

...or in my case,

Adequate Shelter and Weeds.  Doesn't have the same catchy ring to it, does it?

Anyhow.  While I was busy doing my Thursday Bake-A-Thon in anticipation for tomorrow's Farmer's Market (which I am actually still doing), Rhiannon and Grandma refurbished a plain Jane, cheap-o particle board bookcase:

And turned it into this:

It's difficult to see in the picture, but the back of the
bookcase is painted a light pink.  How girly!

The bookcase is one more project that we (with Grandma's help and nagging, I mean, powers of persuasion) have been working on in order to finally reclaim my bedroom and living room.  When Rhiannon was born, she had her crib in our bedroom.  Her clothes were in my closet.  Her baby bathroom necessities filled the master bath.  And her toys and books filled the entire upstairs bookcase.

It's not like I want to make it look like our house is void of my toddler or her toddler related items, but I have been craving a little "adult only" space.  The bedroom, my closet, and the bathroom (almost) have been emptied of building blocks, stuffed animals and Dr. Seuss books.  Although I've been gradually making my space my space again, I'm sure that we'll find the occasional lost dinosaur in my shoes or Goodnight Moon stuffed in between my Peterson's Field Guides.  But I don't mind.

With the exception of today, we've had four - count 'em - four days of rain.  Mostly intermittent downpours, but still we're still very grateful for it.  My new squash & cucumber plants didn't wash down to the creek and the rest of the new garden where it was once barren rock and dust is now rock and dried mud and weeds.  Like wherethehelldidtheycomefrom weeds.  Horse nettle, woolly croton, maypop, amaranth and two other weeds I haven't identified yet (found one; Prickly Sida).  Of course, all but the maypop are pretty much useless as either an herb, human munchies or goat munchies.

Guess I'll be yanking weeds after the Farmer's Market tomorrow.

Yippee.