Friday the 13th. Guess I'm not concerned since any day of the week I'm likely to trip over a big black cat crossing my path while I'm climbing ladders because I'm too darn short to reach anything.
It's stopped raining long enough for the poplar tree scat to float around in the air. It looks like it's snowing. eeewww wet poplar tree scat is gross. I feel like slinking around the neighborhood because WE are the only ones now who even have a poplar tree on their property.
Isn't scat a great word? I just think it works on so many levels. However there are plenty of words that don't...ie SWILL. I don't like that word...must be it has something to do with the frequency with which my father used it and to what he was referring. " Baby, get this swill off the table" referring to clearing the table after dinner. Swill?? Five minutes ago it was dinner?
I've accomplished a lot this week including doctor, dentist ,vet appointments, tire rotations, travel reservations, ordering products, bookkeeping; BUT I have NOT managed to get a simple pill down Knoel's throat. I hope he has eaten enough of the food I crushed it into to help rid him of his wormy friends. But what's the point if he is going right back out there to hunt down some other wormy morsel. Sorry for that digression...gross.
Our Costco actually had "fireworks" for sale. yeah sure...they were mostly smoke bombs and snappers but there were some regular sparklers there too...a step up for Vermont. Sparklers used to be illegal even! pppsssttt...I have a nice supply of fountains I received from Lori and Demian for Christmas to use this 4th of July.
You never get over feeling pain at your child's pain and the desire to fix it for them .....RIGHT NOW!
Posted by frani at June 13, 2003 11:26 AM