Enough is Enough!

There's a reason why I don't live in a rain forest. It is raining......again. It is cold with the thermometer reading 60 F. It's June 17th and I'm sitting here in jeans and a sweater, socks on my feet and the windows closed. This is ridiculous!
The animals are coming 2 x 2. I've seen 2 chipmunks, 2 mourning doves, rabbits (okay there's more than 2 of them, no surprise there :) and 2 deer. Obviously our front yard is a new deer crossing. I've seen the deer several times in our front yard and by the time I grab the camera and turn it on, they're gone.
Speaking of the deer. Our eldest DD and her hubby were driving when a deer jumped a guardrail and landed on their car. Thankfully they were not injured. Not so with the deer. Everything under the hood of their car except the engine was totaled along with the passenger door. A few more inches and it would've hit the passenger side of the car (where the daughter was sitting).
Husband called this morning and guess what? He hit a deer on his way to work. Thankfully there was very little damage to the car and he is fine. He told me there was no choice except which one to hit as there were 5 of them on the road. He tried to come to a complete stop but couldn't and bumped one of them.


Yesterday I went to 2 dr appts.
A crime was committed while I was gone.
I returned home to this.
A 10 lb bag of potatoes was shredded and potatoes were everywhere.








One lonely potato that was apparently used during a game of fetch.











Seriously, who could possibly believe it was Gypsy?
To Mr. Bettis's attorney and new consultant,
the potato bag weighs more than she does.
I ask you, How could this little dog possibly do this much damage? Just look at the innocent face. I hereby plead Miss Gypsy to be innocent of the potato crime.






However I do believe I have the guilty culprit in custody.
Notice the toss pillows and the couch cushion on the floor? Miss Gypsy nor Miss Molly can pull the couch cushion off the couch. I have previously witnessed Mr. Bettis kicking the toss cushions off the couch.
The loveseat cover is a shambles and Mr. Bettis is laying asleep on it. He appears to tired from his criminal activity.
I declare Mr. Bettis to be Guilty of the Potato Crime.
I'm looking into a webcam.
...........there's a new leak in the roof and it's still raining!

UH-OH

The economy is bad but the daughter and her friends have become very resourceful for entertainment. One of their events is a movie night. We and the friends' parents take turns for a movie night at our homes every week.
She was at a friend's home for movie night. At 11:45 pm (her curfew is midnight) she came in the door shaken to the core. She blurted out she hit a deer 1/4 mile from the house. We know that is a known deer crossing .
She handled it well for about 5 minutes. Then the wailing began. She was concerned she killed a life (as she put it). This is the only damage to the car. She's a lucky young driver. Her very first and hopefully only "accident."

Daughter will be gone over Father's Day (more about that on a later post). She wanted to give her dad something before she left. So I pulled my resources and she took her dog-sitting money (yes, she dog sits) to buy him a weed eater.
His back is not good and has been worse since the near mishap in the city last week. I can no longer fuss with the weeds with my bum leg so this gift is perfect.
He loved it! He put it together and there's not a weed in sight around here:). Men and their gadgets LOL.




Mr. Bettis & Co receive a steady supply of treats. Because....well... because (shrug). Just ask Chan why they get treats:).
Miss Gypsy (brat) set her treat in the middle of the couch then kept a vigilant watch. It drives Mr. Bettis crazy.

He is such a gentle dog and he will not take the treat unless Gypsy leaves. Notice the difference in size. Since Gypsy and Phoebe, the cat, were keeping watch he laid his head on the couch and stared at the treat. He waited. Miss Brat....er.......Gypsy was not budging.

So what did he do? He went to my knitting nesting corner and got into my knitting! Right in front of my eyes! I couldn't believe it. Caught red-pawed! I wonder what his attorney has to say about this?

The Second Curse

I am so ready to "chuck" 2008! I was downstairs dyeing yarn in my "new" dyeing area when I heard "drip, drip, drip." I went around the corner in the laundry area and looked. My feet squished on the piece of carpeting in front of the washer. I looked again, thinking the 2 yr old washer was leaking. Just my luck. But it wasn't the washer.



I turned and looked at the wall..............water was running down the wall! I yelled for the "one armed husband." Not sure why, instinct I guess. I mean really, what was he going to do with one arm? He came as fast as he could. I noticed a bubble in the dry wall above my dyeing area. (alright, this is where I did something stupid........again) I pushed ever so lightly on the bubble. It burst and water went everywhere bringing the ceiling with it. I screamed and Ed just stood there. Seems a pipe from the second bathroom sink was leaking. The "one armed husband" grabbed my dye pots to catch some of the water. I grabbed a tarp to throw over everything and we just stood there staring at the mess. We tried to fix the pipe but have you ever tried to fix something with the DH standing over you totally helpless trying to tell you how to fix "the" something? This scenerio doesn't work well when he's not helpless, let alone when he is.

So I called my dad. He has picked up the necessary part and tomorrow it will be fixed. The pipe will be fixed. I won't hold my breath on the ceiling. I know how this goes. Hey Diane, did you send this my way? Considering the "table saw massacre" and my DH's procrastination on repairing construction in our house, I figure the ceiling will be finished in 2 yrs......maybe. Keep in mind he was in construction for 20 yrs and everyone else's house was beautifully finished. Mine on the other hand? Well, I won't go there out of respect for his accident.

Alright enough is enough, this is the second thing to happen. Since everything comes in 3's I am steadying myself for what will come next. In the meantime, I knit.



We did get the Christmas tree down finally. But before we did there was this fluff ball sleeping soundly. I really think she was pretending she was outside under a nice evergreen far, far away from Mr. Bettis.




P.S. New song? I have now added "Bridge Over Troubled Water".