My Husband "Subvet" says that when our first son "Sonshine" was born the sun rose on our world, when our second son "Gator" was born the sun laughed and when our daughter "Sugars" was born all the flowers bloomed. That says it all.

"Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass...
It's about learning how to dance in the rain."
Anonymous

Your mind is the garden, your
thoughts are the seeds, the harvest can either be flowers or weeds. — William
Wordsworth

Friday, April 9, 2010

I'm about to declare war.

first the neighbor's guinea hen pooped on my front porch (repeatedly), then today the neighbor's cat peed in MY GARAGE..... you know, the one where ALL MY SEWING/QUILTING FABRIC IS STORED. lord how it reeks in there.


We Are Not Amused.

Fortunately, this morning I had a "the works" pedicure complete with foot-leg massage and got my hair cut and styled.

So, all I need's a new outfit and I'm ready to take on the world.

4 comments:

GrandmaK said...

Oh, my goodness!!!! I am sooooo sorry! Hoping your weekend improves!!! My best!! Cathy

SherryTex said...

http://www.morganswonderland.com/

I found this park and thought you might like this.

Mary Ellen said...

I hate the smell of cat pee, ugh! Cats that are left out around here don't fair well...we have coyotes stalking the neighborhoods of late.

I have no idea what a guinea hen is, though--but I wouldn't want it pooping on my front porch!

Linda said...

Sounds to me like your neighbors need to manage their critters a bit better or you'll be having Guinea Hen pie for dinner one of these evenings. I'm pretty sure you wouldn't want to eat the cat but you might be able to sell it to a local Chinese restaurant!