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It was a dark and stormy night when Toad Island was born. Lightning streaked across the cloud-darkened sky as the rain fell and the wind howled. Well, the wind didn't really howl, but it did knock the patio furniture into the pond (easily retrieved) and it really was a dark and stormy evening. First we went out for dinner to the Olive Garden. Mark had lasagna and I had stuffed mushrooms, then we split a slice of their Black Tie Mousse cake. And I swilled lots of raspberry lemonade--my new favorite drink. I think I might try mixing my own at home sometime.
Mark told me that he'd explain to the toads when we got home that we had to borrow their wood island. He had a little speech for them:
Mark is the coolest.
So when we got home, we got out our tools (we both love tools and I thought it was pretty cute that we were both dragging out our grey plastic tool boxes) and drilled a hole in the bottom of the plastic cave and screwed it onto the repossessed board. Then we went back out again, launched the new Toad Island, and gave Mr. Toad a ride over to it on the pond net. Mr. Toad might actually be Ms. Toad. Earlier today while it was sunny I was sitting out there and noticed that Second Toad was sitting on top of Mr. Toad. So either they were playing leap frog, or Toad Island will be a honeymoon shack rather than a bachelor pad. Anyway, in other news.... Today Mark and I caught a notorious assassin and then I rode Mark out of town on a rail. (We finished Mrs. Pollifax on Safari and then I beat him at Monopoly.) Sammy played Godzilla and demolished hotels. Allie was feeling social and decided to give Wormie a bath. Those two are usually pretending to be involved in their own little Cold War, so this was nothing short of earth shattering.
they too are delightful-- bush clover in the rain. --Basho
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