After many years of bickering, a quarrel has been finally settled.
I'm not Robin in this relationship.
Okay, so Andy insists he's Batman (and I won't argue with that) but there is NO WAY I'm Robin.
- Just because I'm afraid of our basement, and
- just because I cried when our car broke down
(I was convinced there were "killers" in the woods)
doesn't mean I'm this:
And anyway we'd be more like Sue Storm and Mr. Fantastic since they are married anyway, but Mr. Fantastic kind of has a lame power and he's not nearly as cool.
Speaking of which, she (+ The Thing) are on eBay this week:
And could Robin make a sweet lemon coconut cake?? NO.
(Alexa and I baked on Monday, using Ina Garten's recipe from Barefoot Contessa)
Flowers on the porch really brighten up the space,
and Pop's yellow roses are in full bloom!