129. death fence

My husband rules so hard.

It's true, and you wanna know why?

Today I come home after a long days work to find our house SO CLEAN. Yes. House cleaning is usually my chore and I suck at it. Let's be honest, I really have no domestic-ness in me at all. Last year I was really good at cooking for about 4 months and now I think I don't even remember how to make spaghetti. So yeah...tangent. Anyway, my house was CLEAN. Like big deal clean. Washed down garbage cans and everything! Oh, he did leave me laundry and the bathroom for tomorrow. Wahooo.

Anyway, because he was in "awesome" mode, we went to the hardware/garden store to get a garden gnome few supplies (bird feeder, death fence to keep doggys out of the garden and a "chewy" for Moz because he eats every effing thing ever) and then we came home and set up the DEATH FENCE.

It's humane.





This was during testing mode yo.

I played in the grass with Aadi and Moz while Husband set it up. He's very crafty, I'm very lazy. I sat around looking at my Anthropologie catalogue, I need stuff.






I love our bird feeder.



It was a good night. We spent date night with a Linkin Park concert and Digorno. We like to party.

Jordan.