I got nuthin'. On the freaking front porch? I thought foxes were sly, not ballsy!
So I came home in this terribly depressed mood and I saw my neighbor cleaning out her car. I've been trying to catch her home to bring her some eggs, so I went right over with a dozen. We had a really nice talk - it sort of lifted my spirits a bit. I guess it's true what they say about getting out of your own head. We had some bad blood for awhile, but since Laura's in the FD with her husband and son, and since Bobby does the "Wilson" thing over the fence, everything's been good lately.
Baked a cake, did some laundry, started a crocheted owl for Laura and took a little nap earlier. It all helped.
But not as much as looking (again) at Karen's orthopedic chick shoes and reading about Heather's fox and picturing Roberta chasing deer in her underwear. Thanks. I needed that!
In a couple of days I'll post pictures of the new back lawn. I water it and admire it twice daily!
Suzanne I can't wait to see your new grass! Sorry about your crapola day but glad you're feeling better. I saw a clip on eyewitness news last night about an eleven year old girl being attacked on the bus in Huntington because she didn't save someone a seat. Yeah things have changed since I was in school.