Pardon me for the brain dump, but I've got a few wee tales to share--none of which is enough material for an entire post:
- I've got a swimming bud at the pool now--Mary is her name. We both like to swim laps and we hate the walkers in the swimming lanes. She is a little older than me and dang, if she isn't buff. I don't like that part of Mary--she makes me feel like a tubby. Or she inspires me. I can't decide which.
- The snail population in the pond was insane last year. I'm not sure what that was all about, but because the winter was so mild, we have a cabillion snails this year too. I like the little ones--they are the size of a pencil eraser. Trapdoor snails give live birth--isn't that cool? While I like that, I'm really hoping they slow down on the snail love this year. They are coming close to that wacky dame on TV--you know--the 1000 Kids and Counting Even Though I'm Like a Hundred Years Old Show.
- I've spotted 3 frogs as of yesterday. I think they are hiding out until the tough guy frog is done beating everyone up. I need to find the little guy--then I can feel better. I worry about the frogs, you know.
- I'm eyeing an artificial heron for the pond this year. They say they are solitary creatures and the statue will keep away intruders--IF you move them around. Great. Now I will have a new pastime--moving the fake heron. Well....it beats the coyote pee theory for the raccoons.
- I'm not a big one for putting out holiday decorations around the house. In fact, it all makes me pretty crabby. But I broke down and put out a new table runner and some bunnies around the house for Easter this past weekend. Not an hour later, Joe proceeded to drip butter and dump the chick pepper-shaker on the new runner--staining it forever. Sigh. Ask me again why I don't like to put this crap out.
- I forgot to pack underwear in my pool bag yesterday, which left me scrambling after my shower at the gym. Do I put on my wet suit and put my clothes on over it or do I go commando? I'll leave you wonderin'....
19 comments:
Yup ~ I like it all ~ especially Hobbes 1/2 hiding behind the tree! Haha!
And...I am thinking you went commando... but I'll try not to think about it all day... ;) LOL!
xo Catherine
I say go commando.. .LOL Well, that's what I would have done anyway.
I'm with the frogs... lay low... keep your head down and wait for the bully to leave.
Poor Hobbes. Darn dogs. OK, now we need pictures of the artificial heron and you moving it around. Wonder if the new fake heron will scare the poor frogs. Anyway, can't wait for the second chapter, especially about the undies. Take care.
Oh do I feel you pain! Living in a house of "boys" everything I try to do or have nice gets chipped stained or broken...sigh.Bless their hearts it is like living with cave men!
I am voting commando!
Poor Hobbes. He looks so tired. He is a cat, he should be ruling the roost, not dealing with some stinky dog.
Glad you found a friend at the pool. That makes working out so much easier.
In your competent hands, your clever brain could make a full post of any of these. But I enjoyed the randomness and got a wee glimpse of the inside of your head.
Hobbes should be back to normal now?
Yea...my pool is overrun with oober buff chicks who are in their late 50's. It puts me to shame. Ek. I'm thinking a heron statue might not be a bad idea either, considering your delicate situation here this year.
Ha ha...love all the updates! Too bad about Joe ruining you new table runner...guys...go figure! And, I am betting you went commando after the forgotten undies issue. That's what I would do!
Don't you wonder what Stupid Garden Center Guy has to say about keeping Heron's away?
Okay, well this post made me laugh anyway...but NOT at Hobbes; poor baby! He just wants his house back!
The heron moving job was great and will keep you busy this summer so if we don't hear from you I presume that is what you'll be doing.
I think you went commando until you got home...you just seem daring like that :)
PS...I HATE holiday decorations in the house...
Poor Hobbes. He'll be happy when the dog leaves, that's for sure.
Will it now be Heron and Wheel with String?
Commando - definitely more comfortable than a wet bathing suit.
Love the Hobbes photo
Yes, I can easily imagine you - late at night - saying "Gotta get up and move the heron!"
Snails - Meh - Maybe the shells...not the slug inside...
Commando. Definitely!
HA! The idea of moving a fake heron around as a new hobby is hilarious.
Good to hear from you yesterday and glad to hear the froggies are coming back to the pond!
Cheers!
Jen
Commando for sure. Hey, did you see http://myqualityday.blogspot.com/2012/03/tempt-your-sense-of-exploration.html your ears should have been burning.
Catherine--Yeah, don't think about it. It was commando--top and bottom. Thank goodness I had a sweatshirt with me or that could have been ugly!
Diane--The bottom wasn't the problem--it was the top. Thank goodness I had a sweatshirt to wear or I would have been dragged off for indecency!
Marg--Oh, Hobbes is NOT happy. I think the frogs will get used to the heron statue, but I wonder if the kitties will?? We'll see! :P
Melodie--Yep, it was commando--top and bottom. Thank goodness for sweatshirts! Oh, I was very crabby about the table runner. It's no use trying to decorate around here. Ugh.
Anne--The dog doesn't mess with the kitties--Grace saw to that years ago. Hobbes is just freaking himself out. Whatever. Sammy is leaving tomorrow and he will be fine.
Vanilla--I was afraid I'd forget all those stories (you know my brain isn't right these days!) so I had to put them down QUICK! Hobbes will be fine tomorrow. Around dinnertime. When the dog leaves.
Nancy--What is with that??! My pally, Mary, says she works out every single day. Really?! Well, it shows, but who's got that much time? And ambition?
Susan--Yep, commando. Top and bottom. I nearly died when I saw that I had a flimsy white t-shirt, but thank goodness I had a hoodie with me! It was not pretty.
Diana--NO! Who cares what he had to say anyway. (grumble) I don't miss Cocky Garden Center Dude. Not one bit. Although he was always good for a blog post.
Tracy--Now I'm going to have to figure out how far from the pond this stupid plastic bird has to be in order to be effective. Just one more wacky thing for me to have to do. Ugh. Yep..commando. Both TOP and BOTTOM! (I had a sweatshirt, though. Whew!)
Silver--He's counting the minutes. As is the dog. We are usually ready by the time the week is up. All of us.
Patty--It's gonna have to change to Idiot with Plastic Heron in Yard. with String. Hee! Hee!
Grace--I think that might be a good "Joe job", don't you? He can have heron duty!! Water snails aren't as creepy as slugs on the sidewalk. And they keep my pond clean. Gotta love that!
Daisy--On the top AND the bottom! It was skerry, Daisy.
Jen--It's always something wacky around here. But I had lots of problems with a heron last year, I'm hoping this works!
Sharkey-- I LOVED that! I like the toilet in the woods. Who did that??! That is HILARIOUS!
Poor Hobbes, that dog HAS to go! Sad about your table runner, but now you won't have to feel you need to put it out next year. I like the heron idea--we have a fake goose we put in our front yard and move around. I vote for commando too.
LOVE the pic of Hobbes behind the tree. Does he think you can't spot him there?
;-)
One of our neighbours has a fake heron in the garden. As far as I know he hasn't moved it since I arrived here!
I didn't know frogs had a hierarchy :-/
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