cruelest month

It's officially april but you would never ever know it. Rain, wind, snow, whatever. I thought today would be nice because it was a little bit sunny this morning, but alas, pissing rain all afternoon/evening. The bottom of my jeans are caked in mud so I can't wear them for the 189th time in a row.



Look at the weird trees on the right. Guess they don't like the powerlines or something.

Wisdom teeth recovery went fairly well, if you consider two drysockets well. I have to go every few days and get this gauze put in the holes. The gauze is soaked in clove oil and let me just say that my breath smells amazing for the whole day after. Haha. As if. I had to get it done on Tuesday and then I went to meet a bunch of Pete's friends from rowing and they probably thought I was a big snob because I was too embarrassed to talk. Would I rather them think I am a snob or think I have halitosis? The answer is clear.



Also. We have lived in May Lodge for a year already. If I was cool I would put before and after photos like look how great it is our little home, but despite outward appearance, we're students at heart. Every piece of furniture has stayed in the same spot it got set down on the day we moved in. No joke. Some of it works, some of it doesn't, neither of us care enough to fix it. Plus the dust, oh the dust, I live by a "if you don't notice it that often, it's not really there" philosophy. But I love it, I'm just not quite the housewife and/or clean freak that I aspire to being.