Apparently I live in the rainforest. Why, you ask? I’ll tell you. My yard has become a raging river, that’s why. I can’t even walk out to get my mail because my goulashes aren’t high enough for the water. So I’m stranded in my house. Not a bad place to be actually since I had off today and filled the hours watching GIRLS and Bill Maher and looking at everything I can’t afford from Anthropologie. (I totally should have been reading Anna Karenina since I’m still 600 pages short of finishing, but a girl can only take so much russian literature!).
So, during my hours of peaceful television bliss, my yard is slowly saturating, to the point of looking like a bloated sponge. In fact, we have a nice little swimming hole where our septic tank lies. I won’t be walking back there anytime soon.
I took this video for you.