Sunday, September 09, 2007

Home-Grown...




... though they weren't. Possible that my brilliant idea could work... but it didn't.
But... turns out it is amazingly fun to stab a tomato with a mustard container (after your parents give you permission and then stare on in awe and horror as you actually do it).
Why is it that at home my maturity level drops to the negatives???
[No tomatoes were harmed in the taking of these photos. Simply expanded. All excess materials will/shall be used on/in salads, sandwiches, pasta, or to stick in one's ears.]

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Steph, you are too funny! :) Glad you are enjoying your time at home! Rest up and see you in a few weeks.
Te quiero,
Carissa

Anonymous said...

I always new u were a crazy lady!!!

bash <><

Anonymous said...

Steph,
I am glad you can get that aggression out on tomatoes and not on ninos.

Love, B&J

Anonymous said...

*megaphone voice*

"Put the mustard DOWN and step AWAY from the tomato"

Anonymous said...

What would life be without homegrown tomatoes?

Pepe

Tifani said...

There's only two things that money can't buy and that's true love and home grown tomatoes.

Anonymous said...

Hahahahaha. Yes! Someone caught on...

-Pepe