I grew a carrot!
I usually wait for the rabbits to eat the tops off before I pull the carrots up, and this one was allowed to get almost carrot sized!
Also, Baby Invasion has been pushed back to next Wednesday, so I get a pleasant weekend of housecleaning, yard work…and throwing BFB an early birthday dinner. At least she’s feeling bitter about turning thirty-five. I’ll see how many times I can use the word OLD* in conversation.
*Thirty-five is not old, of course, but what person over thirty is excited about adding on another year?