on spring cleaning and wild possums ...19:30 Apr 13 2009
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I've been doing a little today... going thru cabinets, chunking stuff I dont want, or probably will never use, put away the dark colored plates and got out the white ones.. washed them up, and put them in the right cabinet.. and -shifty eyes- just now unpacked my "stuff" bag from my last trip to Tunica, which left Alabama packed with make-up and bathroom essentials, and came back with *shiftier eyes* MORE than that ... lets just say some of which needed put away in my "drinking vessels" cabinet *whistles innocently*
I started to take the black bedclothes off my bed, and put the springier flowered/blue stuff back on .. but *meh* .. i like my black stuff lol .. and anyone that knows me very well, knows i rarely sleep IN the bed anyway ..
I'm no where near done, theres several more things I want to do, but I hadda stop and take a break .. my back is screaming at me lol *shakes fist at degenerative discs* ..
And theres plenty of things to do in the yard ... though we had no severe weather warnings at all last night, it got rough, and there are QUITE a few small branches down ... small enuff that i can move them myself, a couple I may have to get Jon Chase over here to help me with.. and I am pretty sure the danger of frost is over, so I wanna get Bunka's morning glorys planted, though i MIGHT wait til the weekend for that, when shes here.
So.. I'm sitting here at my lil table, looking out the window.. Emmy is chasing a HUGE bumble bee (as best as her chain will let her) ... and i can see into the shed where Emmys bag of dog food is ... and I have to laugh, thinking about the possum adventure the other night...
I had left Emmy, outside on her chain, it was a nice night, and I just wanted to sleep ALONE on the couch lol .. when her insistant barking, woke me up about 1:20am *glares*... normally, she hushes if I say her name sternly one time, but not THIS time ... so, being pissed that I was awake.. i slipped on my shoes and proceeded to go outside to REALLY yell at her... when I heard... a "skush skush skush" .. sound, coming frm the shed, the dog food bag to be exact ....
Now, some of you (if you havent fallen asleep already reading all this mish mash) .. will recall that i HAVE been bitten by a raccoon before lmao .. albeit a hand raised one, i still have QUITE the healthy respect for the lil fuckers.. so my decision to POKE at the bag with a handy broom handle .. was a BIG one for me ..
I could tell I wasnt pokin dog food, but whatEVER was in the bag, wasnt making a SOUND.. i poked hard .. (I KNOW !! stupid right ?!?).. nothing... HARDER... *skush* ... Emmy, in the meantime, was TOTALLY losing her ever lovin mind haha ...
Well.. i was too scared to try opening the bag (raccoon flashbacks) .. so i went over to Emmy, grabbed her up and scolded her, took off her chain, and headed to the door..
*skush skush skush*
I turned around, to see a young possum, crawling outta the dog food bag...
UGLY lil fuckers they are lol ..and this one was NOT too happy at having been poked at for a good five minutes lmfao .. he stopped and glared at me a minute, then proceeded to HHIIISSSSSSS at me, before lumbering off toward the treeline lol
I'm pretty sure, that was possum for "FUCK YOU BITCH"
i should probably get back to spring cleaning ...
but muh moonie just popped on yahoo :)
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ladySnowStrixx
15:22 Apr 23 2009
Rock on! Canniptioners unite!