Saturday, March 17, 2012

Random mid March madness around here.

Our house has been on the market for a month.
For sale, then perhaps it was sold, then it was not.
And we're cleaning, and cleaning and cleaning some more, could we go a day without a vacuum wandering into the bedroom, chasing me down?
Oh;
To the person who decided to buy the house with phantom money... nuttt-ah!
That don't work sir (in spite of what you've been told by the internet fraudulen loan companies... or the government)
So we're back to wondering what, if, when, or really should, we do this?


For sale.. not by owner.

Perhaps we'll be 

cooking here..
in a
condo-min-ium which equals no yard work,
total freedom from all the responsibilies of life.
The "but I don't wanna mow the lawn"
teenage attitude,
for adults!
The set me free, set me free, 
set me free baby!
for the retired and footloose.
Did I take a turn
into la la land again?


Now to this;
Swamp People..  as I try to relax and refresh after raking and pruning the Swamp people show is on and I could not resist trying to figure out why. Why are in the swamp, with ropes and guns...and heavy southern, with a hint of French, accents?
I'm not sure why this is entertainment. 
Why, oh why, is this woman shooting a 'gator? After shooting him why swim out to haul him in? It's bloody out there darling, you're not a 'belle' are you?
Why, oh why, am I still watching?


Good night sister, what are you doing?


Bless your soul, honey, swimming in a swamp with gator blood?
Perhaps not.

All in all it looks quite bug infested.
And yet I'm still watching.
Must be Cajun power.

Rondom #3.
It's Saturday night and we've listed a whole bunch of things on Craigslist.. so if you want vintage 1980 blue plaid furniture I implore you, check it out!

It's about time for you to go.. .old friend, old buddy.
You and your little friend, the matching loveseat.

One more Saturday night random, this; a high school dancer/actor,
also known as dear precious heart...

She's back at the theater tonight
for the second night of a ballet performance.
Really proud of you honey!
Like a pro you danced last night
without breaking out of that smile,
all while suppressing a cough.
Wow, you were great! 


That's about it for the madness around here.
Sideline..

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