The pea has overcome seemingly insurmountable odds like being forgotten about for several weeks or being dropped and snapped in half.
Well, yesterday the pea met it's match. My other downstairs girl, E. committed an atrocious act of terrorism against M. and murdered the pea.
She made it look like such an accident too! One minute she was washing the dishes and the next there was a crash followed by her seemingly shocked gasp.
The pea had "accidentally" crashed into the sink. The soil surrounding the pea had "accidentally" fallen down the drain.
Poor pea.... it didn't have a chance.
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On a side note, another dear blogger has requested a view of my handwriting. I'm ashamed to admit it's atrocious and nothing like what a girls ought to look like, but I'll show you anyway.
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On a side-side-note, please bear with the background... I'm on a mission now, it will probably change again soon.