The flag is a-flying and the poop deck has been swabbed. It must be time for vacation! Me and Mysrey will be trippin' to the beach on Friday for a long weekend. I'm sure there will be plenty of stories and pics to follow.
I had my cat Lester outside this afternoon. He's allowed only supervised outings, sometimes on a leash, sometimes not depending on his mood. He's grown accustomed to jumping up on the wall in my carport to get a nibble on the cat nip I have potted there. I happened to find a sprout growing out in the yard in the spring. It actually got pretty big. That is until one of the neighborhood cats annhililated it one night. I noticed the main stem was broken and there were pieces of cat hair stuck to it. But, the little plant hung on. Now this is all that's left after the constant nibbling:
And those other "things" in the pot are locust shells. I've been collecting them for my little friend Sophia, my friend Stacy's daughter. She's 4 and loves bugs.
My dad used to find these shells for me and I still look for them in the summer. Sophia loves me too, because we play "the running around game." That consists of me chasing her up and down the long hallway in their home with lots of screaming at the top of our lungs. Yea, mom and dad LOVE that game!