Like the two guys dressed as homeless hobos who got off a bus, all stink and rags and long filthy hair, lifting their legs in mid-stride to trumpet out horrendous wet farts while loudly proclaiming that "they needed to take a shit, man" - I mean, seriously? My dogs don't do that in public!
Sitting at the bus station on Monday enduring a two-hour layover between rides to get home gave me a hundred new reasons to be glad I don't live in the city anymore.
Home sweet (clean) home.
Gonna bake some banana bread today, probably make a big pot of soup or something comforting - it's grey and raining and will probably stay like this for a few days - yey! melt snow, melt!
My dad after a dump of heavy wet snow - he's got a huge driveway
so it's quite the job, but he likes it :-)
If you wonder where I got the crazies,
it's genetic! LOL
I've got no musical sense though, bummer!
Um, what else... I posted a flock update in The Chicken Diaries, complete with a couple pics of the chicks who are now six weeks old... more babies on the way if I'm lucky, wooo!