Things I Own That I Am Secretly (or not so secretly) Ashamed Of, #1:
Starbucks mugs. I like them because I secretly like going to cafes and being a yuppie. I am ashamed because I aspire to pure elitist hippie-dom and Starbucks (even yard sale grabs) is the antithesis of my lofty goals. I take solace in the fact they cost me nothing and didn't waste resources.

We are in the middle of a move. Some of the animals are finding themselves a little lost. Especially Logan.

Someone doesn't quite grasp the "arrow" concept.

The fruits of my labor... My tomato plants are super healthy, but they aren't exactly producing much. To be fair, this was from a cherry tomato plant. It was the second cherry tomato so far (there was also a tasty roma) but my heirlooms haven't done anything. I'm not too miffed though, since I was afraid they would just die.
A non-producing garden is better than no garden!

What strange and suspiciously unnatural drink is this? One of many store things that I do not understand. See also: liver mush.

My sister is visiting! My parents were here last week. I guess June is visiting month. Yay.

More rampant waste of life and materials. All these guys go into the crushing dumpster.