The Honey Pot

Bowie the Little Shit is in the house!

he doesn’t want to be in the basement but, I’m here, and I said he could stay. so, he’ll sit with me and be nervous for awhile.

There is NO ONE.

we closed up shop garage in the late afternoon. good work. get some rest. I hope people actually show up and buy stuff tomorrow.

we closed up shop garage in the late afternoon. good work. get some rest. I hope people actually show up and buy stuff tomorrow.

AuntMurble: OH! That is quite an apron!

me: I have another one, you can wear it tomorrow.

AuntMurble: that’s okay.

today went really well

I had planned on working over at AuntAlwaysRight’s house, several hours over the next three days, to prepare for the garage sale but I think we got most of it done today. So  that leaves me extra time for my stuff tomorrow. 

Jazz and I got soaked on our walk. she got to bark at a cat AND a guy with an umbrella.

I’m in my dream fort sweatshirt and I’m eating ALL THE FOOD. I’ll be on third dinner soon.

I got my po boy to go. My solution to the the 5pm dinner party.

I just need to go back and have cocktails now that I’ve walked Jazz. let’s go.

It’s cold and rainy, finally, and the grass in that ditch was delicious apparently. Jazz and I almost ran into a Buck that was about to cross the road to which I said “WHOA! HI!” he blinked at me, but got spooked when he saw Bowie the Little Shit and AuntPretty1 behind us on the trail, and ran away before I could get a picture. 
and then…I was walking past the zoo and saw two little boys running and jumping over some of the animal pen fences. My brain was processing really slowly, I was wondering if they had come down the hill from the woods and somehow ended up on the wrong side of the fence, or if they had been with one of the zoo workers and something went wrong. because the only humans that are ever in the pens are the people that work there. I heard one of the kids say, “THAT PIG WAS MAD!” and it was dawning on me that these kids had done something really stupid but they were now in a safe spot out of the animal enclosures. I walked closer to the pig pen and saw TWO GROWN ASS WOMAN with their phones out shooting video and saying to each other “THAT WAS FUNNY!” So, it wasn’t two unsupervised kids daring each other to do something truly stupid, as they sometimes do, it was their adults, for a video (or maybe they did it for the vine).
I was so pissed. Those pigs outweighed and out numbered those boys. It could have gone very wrong. As far as I could tell the pigs were okay but they were huddled and grunting in a corner of their enclosure. As I was looking through the fence trying to find an employee the boys ran back to their dumbassadults and jumped back into the pig pen. I yelled so loud the kids nearly shit themselves while getting out of the pen, I have a little hope for them (and none for their adults). The zoo keeper emerged from the barn ( He was tucking the goats in for the night.)
anyway, there’s probably a video of me on You Tube yelling at children.

It’s cold and rainy, finally, and the grass in that ditch was delicious apparently. Jazz and I almost ran into a Buck that was about to cross the road to which I said “WHOA! HI!” he blinked at me, but got spooked when he saw Bowie the Little Shit and AuntPretty1 behind us on the trail, and ran away before I could get a picture.

and then…I was walking past the zoo and saw two little boys running and jumping over some of the animal pen fences. My brain was processing really slowly, I was wondering if they had come down the hill from the woods and somehow ended up on the wrong side of the fence, or if they had been with one of the zoo workers and something went wrong. because the only humans that are ever in the pens are the people that work there. I heard one of the kids say, “THAT PIG WAS MAD!” and it was dawning on me that these kids had done something really stupid but they were now in a safe spot out of the animal enclosures. I walked closer to the pig pen and saw TWO GROWN ASS WOMAN with their phones out shooting video and saying to each other “THAT WAS FUNNY!” So, it wasn’t two unsupervised kids daring each other to do something truly stupid, as they sometimes do, it was their adults, for a video (or maybe they did it for the vine).

I was so pissed. Those pigs outweighed and out numbered those boys. It could have gone very wrong. As far as I could tell the pigs were okay but they were huddled and grunting in a corner of their enclosure. As I was looking through the fence trying to find an employee the boys ran back to their dumbassadults and jumped back into the pig pen. I yelled so loud the kids nearly shit themselves while getting out of the pen, I have a little hope for them (and none for their adults). The zoo keeper emerged from the barn ( He was tucking the goats in for the night.)

anyway, there’s probably a video of me on You Tube yelling at children.

no picture could truly capture it but, I grabbed everything that was hanging on one of the posts of my clothing rack and put them all on at the same time, the top picture tried. Then I was sorting through my t-shirts, stacking the ones that I wear a lot/ love a lot (I was wearing my Goonies shirt) and an odd animals and gay apple theme quickly emerged. I continually strip off my clothes in the hallway (that’s where the mirror is) and entangle my arms in the antique light fixture. I have to figure out how to wear that semitransparent shirt. every year I tell myself to get rid of it because I never wear it and then I put it on and think it’s cute.semitransparentcute. I’m keeping the white shirt that I never wear, on principle, I don’t know what principle. I finally got rid of that camisole that I never wear but always keep because “it has ruffles! it has flowers! it’s the frumpiest thing! it reminds me of The Virgin Suicides!”

and now I have a bag of donation and a bag of trash and it’s time to move onto another area of my lifestuff.

here are pictures that I didn’t post over the past weekish.

That goat was very interested in Jazz. A family walked into the barn, blocking his view, and he LEANED over so far to keep an eye on her. she didn’t notice at all.

I think I look a lot like my little brother when I’m wearing a sun hat and I’ve spent all day in a hot attic. (if any of you have a time machine, will you swing by and tell me to drink gatorade)

I went to the post office a lot.

I have a pile of my furniture in Murble’s garage… so cozy. I need to figure out what I’m doing with all my precious crap.

The Little Free Library is overflowing. I need the neighbors to just TAKE. so I can cram some more books in there.

I’m dead to Jazz because I didn’t have a treat in my hand.

I watched three movies, while doing laundry, that night Jazz was projectile vomiting. The next day she was fine I, however, could not figure out what day it was and slipped into a coma around 5pm (It was Wednesday but I was sure it was Tuesday)

we haven’t been to the park in two days, comas and scheduling conflicts, we are going tomorrow.

I looked at airplane tickets today. idk.idk.idk.

My tongue matches my cardigan.

My tongue matches my cardigan.