Flower Bin

The Flower Bin is our local nursery.  I had the camera with me in my purse today, so I decided to take some pics of this awesoe place.  We both love the Flower Bin because nurseries=green and we likey green things.

They have a koi pond that attracts Jo and I every single time we go.  The fish are so freakin' fat; it's hilarious.

After gawking at the fish for awhile like a couple of kids, we got to business.

 

We needed to repot a few plants at home, so we got some soil.

 

Another thing that always gets us is baby's tears.  We love baby's tears.  So of course we had to go pay a visit to our favorite green groundcover.

 

Taking apart The Beast

Today was a sad, sad day.

Jo finally did the deed, and put The Beast out of its misery.

He took The Beast apart and gutted and cleaned it innards, like a hunter cleaning his catch after it's bled out and twitched for the last time.

After years of loyal service, it was simply time for The Beast to rest its weary keyboard and go to a better place, namely Ebay.

I'm not sure how Jo remained so stoic throughout the ordeal, but I do know that I will not judge him if I hear muffled cries tonight as he drifts off to sleep.

How will we play World of Warcraft?  How will we deal with total silence?  How will we keep our house warm?

I don't know the answers to these questions, but I do know that Jo, and I, and our beautiful laptop, will make it through this difficult times.  Together.

Rest In Pieces, Beast.