I love the word attrocious. Even though I learned it's meaning by hearing my mother attach it to my room when I was a kid.
Anywhoo. I came home today to find my two reprobate dogs running around the neighborhood, covered in mud, and one of them happily snacking out of the neighbor's garbage. I don't even want to know what it was that she was eating but I sort of hoped it would kill her in that moment. The Female Dogs have dug a nice hole under the gate and have been escaping by dragging themselves under, thus covering themselves in the slimiest of mud in the process. We already spent about 2 hours on Sunday night scrubbing them free of this silty mud, only to have them repeat their escapade, this time, digging out two bags of limestone rock that we filled the hole with.
I think I was trying to do penance for those cupcakes I made for Chuck's birthday which are so good I want to cry a little bit when I bite into one. Or three.
I am starting to feel it. Something whispered to me that I had better blog about it tonight because I won't be able to type tomorrow. My arms almost feel like jelly.
Mmmmmm ....jelly and cupcakes.
2 comments:
Concrete?? That is serious! Nice work... it's a good feeling, that jelly arm, isn't it?
oh I just love that kind of physical work! nothing better than going to be utterly exhausted from a hard day of physical labor and enjoying the fruits of your labor too! You have an awesome back yard! I'm so jealous I've always wanted a fenced in yard for my kiddos to run free from fear of the "creeper"!
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