When in doubt, use caulking. Lots of it. Everywhere. (Except on the kids as they tend to bloat and then explode out some newly-formed hole.)
(I’ll spare you the details of my urinal and bathroom plumbing adventures. You do not want to know.)
Now how to gracefully segue from urinal caulking to eating?
I give up.
So, for the first time since moving out of Illinois, I saw corn on cob on sale for 10 cents each. Wow. Guess what we had for dinner?
And a wee bit of garden porn for you in a beautiful basket we got from the plant swap this spring. (I use it every day and wish I’d had it years ago!)