We celebrated two birthdays this weekend, and I made the world's ugliest Martha Stewart sour lemon cake. As a slob and a person with a life, I find Martha recipes to be tasty but overly elaborate and fussy. C. made the lemon butter jelly to go between the layers, and I spackled the thing with cream-cheese lemon drizzle. It looked like a fourth-grader's model volcano. Tasted OK, though. (Yes, Martha, that's what counts.)
Jim from the garden club is going to show me how to graft fruit trees this weekend, and I'm excited about that.
That's it for now.
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