Sunday, October 3

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It's the weekend again and we're really, really REALLY loving our house. It gets fabulous light in the day (especially upstairs) and our yard is growing in nicely. I know I keep saying this but I can't WAIT for summer. Even Tama is excited and was racing around the yard and rolling around on the patio.

For no apparent reason, we both fell into uber-traditional male/female roles today: Iain mowed the lawn, pruned some trees, and took the car in for inspection. I did laundry, cleaned (sorta), and made lunch. Iain relaxed in the afternoon with a rugby game while I got a manicure.

Perhaps this evening I'll catch up on my needlepoint while Iain dives into some gin.

Iain got a teensy bit too aggressive with the pruning of the plum tree so we now have to hold it up with an old chair. In his defense, we didn't realize that the tree's center of gravity was so lopsided. We're hoping it doesn't die. He also got rid of all of the vines and weeds choking our palm tree - it looks loads better now!



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