What's wrong with this picture

I took a mental day from work on Monday, as I knew it was going to be a gorgeous day and quite frankly I was having eye trouble. So I played with DaBear, took him on a walk, knit, read a book, and weeded the backyard planting beds (although weeds are currently the only thing planted in them...fear not, there is a plan). Ivy (cursed stuff) is something that has grown in the beds and occasionally tried to creep onto the grass for the last 2 years. It's been a losing battle as it all gets ripped out and then all grows back. I win battles, but not the war. At any rate, the couple feet between my garage and the neighbors garage was of particular concern. The ivy was making little hills (kinda scary...what the heck is under them? dead things? bodies?) And in addition to slowly devouring dead bodies, I discovered this.Anyone see something wrong with this picture? Like the fact that the ivy is growing out of the garage? Yes boys and girls, the ivy has been so sneaky as to grow under the siding of the garage and it got so excited about it's victory, that it showered itself down the side. The vines that were sneaky enough to get under the siding have had their roots cut out from under them, but I suppose i'll have to rip siding off at some point to get it all out.

I have a theory about ivy, as it doesn't seem to provide anything but irritation. It was the 6th day and god was tired. He'd created trees and the sun and the planets and the field mice, but he noticed that the ground had pretty flowers, but lots of visible dirt. So he said, well, i'm tired, and i don't relish the idea of putting a lot of energy into ground cover, so I'll make something that spreads fast and is green. And because he had a sense of humor and wanted us to invent swear words, he made it so that it's next to impossible to get rid of. thanks a bunch.

In knitting news, my mom's b-day gift has been frogged, as it was going to fit DaBear and not my mother (minor issue). One of the Bellatrix socks has been completed and the other cast on for. So far I'm avoiding second sock syndrome. It's an easy enough pattern that I think I'll be able to keep interested. And i have an order from Knitpicks coming in the mail. Excited? Me? Never.