When the Peeps Need Pix

After I teased you the other day with references to undisplayed pix, I got some requests to see them.

So, lest I disappoint you, my beloved blog peeps, here's some pix!

First up: The Hwimmin' Huit SuperHeroes, and then a Bad Guy in his Huit:

Yes, that's Buzz's bad guy face in the second picture. See how serious bad guys are? And see how he's wearing his Huit (Suit, minus that difficult to pronounce S) over his clothes. I guess I didn't get one with the boots, too.

Although I DID get this picture of him exercising in his boots:

In addition to proper exercise attire, you will note also the presence of proper exercise motivation, and proper exercise nutrition. No wonder I haven't done so well with the regular exercise. I rarely eat Star Wars action figures for breakfast, much less exert my efforts to squash stuffed frogs.

Now no one REALLY said they wanted to see my tote heap, but here it is, nonetheless, in it's before glory. There is no after glory. Yet.

In other news, some of you may be quietly wondering if I killed all those plants I planted this spring, but know me well enough to be afraid to ask. There's good and bad news on that front. A good handful of the plants did not survive this very dry summer, despite my best efforts to water and care for them. I haven't acted on the replacement guarantee yet because I'm not quite sure which of the what-ones died, I'll have to look at my order. Since most of the flowering plants did not bloom, even if they survived, I'm not sure which is which anymore. I never did draw that garden map.

But more than half DID survive, and I'm hopeful we'll see some blooms next year. One of my hardy hibiscus was gracious enough to even flourish and bloom, despite some little caterpillar really really lovin' on his leaves, and the other hibiscus planted out front was gracious enough to live, if not bloom. And my dark butterfly bush has also done well, not only not-dying, but blooming! These two are on my flickr pix if you want to see them bigger ...

So, there you go, pix-loving peeps. And, once more, my apologies to my dial-up friends.