Monday, March 19, 2012
Two Lips Don't Lie
Mr. Froggy has a big announcement ....... it is official, Spring is here!
See my two lips, oops, I meant tulips. The first ones this year. They stand straight and tall as the daffodils bob drunkenly in the wind.
More are waiting to bloom.
If that does not convince you, then this should ...... weeds are popping up through the pool surround. Round-Up is in my future.
Although it is still very wet, I had to mow the back yard. It was half-way to my knees and the forecast is for rain tonight and three more days. So I asked he who is manly and strong to start the mower for me (it is always hard to start the first time). He told me is was too wet. Emphatically. So, I had abandoned the idea and was about to go for a walk with my little old lady dog (I was walking, she was in my arms).
Then I heard the mower and went to the back yard. I had planned on picking up all the dog toys, but he who mows was pushing the mower through the deepest grass. I took control of the machine. Toni Louise was in crazy dog heaven as I carefully side stepped her many holes and bent down every few minutes to toss one of her toys out of the way. Wall-E, the wonder dog, followed in my wake carefully sniffing and looking for long buried treasures.
Yes, two lips don't lie. Spring is here. I have mud caked on my feet with grass clippings and paint under my fingernails. It is the mad rush to get the park ready for the season. I have two sheets of sheetrock laying on two pieces of cement board laying on the store floor. In front of the coke machine and ice machine. It is for the wall that will facilitate enlarging the store..............
Before you have the chance to even wonder, I will go ahead and tell you that the bathroom is still not done. As much as I want to enforce the finishing of one project before moving on to the next, I can't. I spent the weekend fetching sodas and BBQ sauce for people because I know where to step on the sheetrock without breaking it. I need to have ice delivered and I need to fill the coke machine and put merchandise up ....... You see where I am going with this.
In case you are wondering why it is in the store and not in the room it is going in, let me remind you that I have a cantakerous old dachshund who would feel the need to mark this new material to claim it for our dwelling. If he who fancies himself a carpenter had his way, he would go ahead and knock the wall out between the store and the current living room, then worry about putting everthing back together. He is impulsive, he who builds.
So, my new project is to facilitate the moving of the building materials ......... and mow between rain showers.