Tuesday, May 24, 2016


I noted, just before I went in for surgery, that we have possible poison oak growing in the back yard, and in one of the front beds.  Looks like oak leaves, but on a vine.  Five leaves in a bunch.  I don't have a camera handy--oh wait, the kids just brought me the camera.  Here's the damn plant:

I don't know what it is.  I do know that until I know, I can't take the kids outside. 

And I want to take the kids outside.  At six fucking thirty in the morning.  And let them run screaming around the yard, waking the new neighbors up.  I want to do this every morning. 

Because they're doing this every night, right around the time I'm making my kids go to bed. 


  1. Hard to be positive, but on my small screen that looks like Virginia creeper.

  2. Yep, that's Virginia Creeper. Invasive, but safe. Poison oak is leaves of 3.

    1. Awesome. I'll have the kids out and playing as loud as they want by six thirty tomorrow morning.

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