Someone stop me, please

I have become addicted to roses. So far this year I've planted 6 new ones, in addition to the 5 I planted last year. I have one more in a pot, waiting to be planted. And now some rose fanciers are telling me that I absolutely, positively cannot live without adding a Double Delight and a local store has roses 20% off this week. Did I mention that I'm also rooting some cuttings from a couple antique roses? Aaiigh, I'm hopeless!

If anyone wants to join me in my madness, the varieties I currently have are:

Old Blush, I have 3 of these planted to (eventually) screen the backyard of the house next door
Mutabilis
Climbing Don Juan
Climbing Fourth of July (my favorite)
Flutterbye
Chrysler Imperial
Tropicana
Lady X
Kordes Perfecta
an unmarked pink hybrid tea, that forced itself on me in a moment of weakness


Here's a picture of a Fourth of July rose in bloom. Don't you want one, too?

I'm not as bad as I've been told

People keep referring to me as The Devil, but I think this proves otherwise:

You Are 26% Evil

A bit of evil lurks in your heart, but you hide it well. In some ways, you are the most dangerous kind of evil.

Just call me a copy cat

I like to think of myself as original, but I had to be like Lorie and move over to blogger. I wonder what she's wearing today. Oh, I hope it's jeans and a t-shirt so we can be just alike!

In my second attempt to be just like Lorie, when I heard that she had made the onion straws from the Pioneer Woman Cooks blog, I had to make them, too. OMG, they rock! We had them as a side dish for blue cheese burgers. Yum!

I haven't quite figured out everything that can be done here, but at least I got the first post loaded. Hopefully I'll get the hang of this soon.

Fresh strawberries from the garden. Fresh strawberries served on rum-soaked pound cake and topped with cream. Life is good.