Sunday, July 30, 2017

I Am What I Am

I am what I am.  What's that you ask?  Turning into my mother.  Yes, you read that right, I'm turning into my mother when it comes to creepy crawlies and critters.  This has been going on for a few years, and the transformation is almost complete.  I did something today that my mother would have NEVER done.  But let me back up a day first - yesterday when Clydie and I took the pups out to potty in the backyard, Kita stopped at the screen door and sniffed and looked as if something was hiding back there.  Behind this door is the big plastic tub full of dog food, and there were about 5 empty dog food bags folded up and stored in the corner, with a bug zapper (unplugged) underneath all the bags.  I told Clydie that Kita was hunting, that she smelled something back there.  I tried to get Kita to move on, and told her I didn't want to hurt myself running away from whatever she might root out of the corner.  Clydie laughed at me, and then tried to prove to Kita there was nothing there.  She got the dust mop, and pulled one bag out at a time, poking at each bag as she went.  I stood in the doorway, watching, ready to slam the door closed and run into the house, leaving Clydie outside with whatever critter may be there, but alas, there was no critter.

Today, I go to run Kita out back, and she once again starts sniffing at the corner.  I decide to close the door so she has full access to poke around in the bags, and I proceed to remove one bag at a time, looking carefully as I moved each one (THIS is what my mother never would have done, she would have left this part up to Marion, and yes all of the empty bags were put on top of the bug zapper and left there after yesterday's exercise).  I noticed that there was shredded pieces of paper from the bags, meaning that something had been nesting in there or chewing up the bags to take pieces to a nest, and the hair just stood up on the back of my neck.  I start to lift the last bag, and I see a freaking RAT on the bug zapper, trying to hide himself.  I let out a scream that was so my mother, ran into the house and slammed the door, leaving Kita outside.  I had seen her lunge at the rat out of the corner of my eye, and then she was on the other corner of the porch before I could even tell Brian what had happened.  Brian was just standing in the living room, looking at me like WTF, and I was freaking out about the rat on the back porch.  He went out there, and Kita had killed it:

Needless to say, all the empty dog food bags are in the trash can now, and the area has been thoroughly swept.  Bags will be thrown away properly from now on, no more piling those suckers up!

And now to the relaxing part of my day today - I'm working on a bird bath made with flower pots, and I did some stenciling on it this afternoon:

               This is the lid that will be the water bowl - it turned out so much better than I had expected!

This is the base -  it will sit up on one end, with the water bowl lid glued to the top once we put the bird bath in place.

Our garden is really producing the roma tomatoes and rattlesnake green beans.  I think I've canned 10-12 quart jars of those beans alone this season!  Our cucumbers are doing okay, not nearly as many as last year, our yellow squash are done, and I think the zucchini are pretty close to being finished.  Our jalapeno peppers are doing very well, but our exotics are very slow to grow and produce this year. 

Well I should get to bed for tonight, I wanted to share my scare for the day, and my project I'm working on.  Have a great rest of the weekend!

Monday, July 3, 2017

The Right Way to......

My son, Steven, loves to pick on Brian about his height.  He'll make jokes directly to Brian, and that's really funny, but lately he's found a whole line of memes about "the right way to talk to short people".  Here's the first one that he posted a few weeks ago:

Brian of course warned him that paybacks would be hell, but alas, there was nothing done.  So the next meme posted was:

Steven almost sent Brian a message to tell him to bring a shopping cart home with him so they could have a chat, but I told him not to.  Brian messaged me to see if I'd seen this, and I had to go look and laugh.  Then came this one:

And the plotting for revenge by Brian began!  Lots of things have been discussed, but nothing has been carried out yet.  Other than some jalapeno juice rubbed on the rim of his tea glass at dinner Saturday night.  LOL

The final meme posted was more because it was funny, not because Steven wanted to pick on Brian anymore:

Once revenge has been obtained, I will share!  LOL