Never trust a dog to watch your food.

It's too bad it's not normal for women as it is for men to mow the yard shirtless. These weird tan lines suck.

I watched a Friday Night Lights marathon on hulu last night. It might be a little hokie but I like it; I just forget to watch it on its normal night.

I finally replaced my lost library card yesterday. I wonder if I can read these 5 books in 2 weeks time. I think I got a little greedy.

Oldest grandson's all-star games start tonight. Since it was his first year to play, he started in the minors. His minors team played a scrimmage game against the majors team in his age group the other night and won the game.

The plague is still hanging on, but it is losing power. I thought I could smell a gas leak, but I wasn't sure since I lost the ability to smell and taste with this cold. I'm still alive so it must have been my imagination.



Squirrels are evil denizens of satan disguised as cute with little bushy tails and my dog is their fiercest foe. They're really brave when running the fence line to tease Scout, but they'd bloody well better not lose their footing because she'll show them no mercy. I hope if that ever happens I don't have to witness it.

I think my house is haunted. One day I walked into my bedroom and I heard a cheery woman's voice say, "hello there!" Another late evening as I was lying in bed reading I heard men's voices mumbling in conversation coming from the living room. It wasn't scary.

I probably just sealed the deal on crazy by writing about that, but I prefer the word eccentric.

Really, I have always wished I had the nerve to be an eccentric. I'd wear flowey skirts and big sun hats and ride a bicycle with a basket to the market. I'd paint whimsical surrealist paintings and have a yard full of garden with no grass to mow.
h/t Don
Alas, a monarch, even a fraudulent one, must cultivate stately decorum and enjoy her jollies vicariously.