My Tomatoe Woes

My mom has been growing tomatoes this summer, and I just can't stand it, because they look gorgeous and I bet they taste it too, but I hate tomatoes. I don't know why; it depresses me. I wish I liked them, but something in me just hates the taste. Maybe its the texture, I don't know. Either way, it sucks that I can't take advantage of them.

I mean seriously, I missing out on this:

Sigh, it looks good.

She's also growing Black Tomatoes, the seeds of which she received as a gift, and she (and my dad) don't really like them. My dad says its psychological for him--eating black tomatoes just seems weird? My mom says they just don't taste very tasty.

They do look a little odd...

Fortunately, she's making tomato soup, and I really like tomato soup. I know, it doesn't make sense, but whatever. Cold tomato soup=yes!

In other news, I'm going to a Dodgers game tonight! That'll be fun...especially if I stuff my face with a hot-dog. Woohoo! And also, I saw Brideshead Revisited, which I didn't like. To be fair, I never read the book, but I thought the movie was really pretentious and ridiculous and the last 1/2 hour could have been made 3 times shorter. But it was gorgeous, aesthetically, and made me realize that I need a new 1920s/1930s haircut. And some clothes from Anthropologie!

Until next time...


OH MY GOD THERE WAS JUST A HUGE EARTHQUAKE LITERALLY 2 SECONDS AGO! WHOA!!