Have I mentioned......?????

Some of my close friends know this about me.....some maybe not so much, but I hate squirrels! How is this possible.... they're cute, they're mischievous and they really don't bother anyone..... REALLY...?!?!?!?!? I do find myself hitting the gas pedal if one is in the middle of the street in the neighborhood.......I put the hose on power wash and point it at them as they lay on the top of the fence in the backyard......just watching me water the plants, clean the pool......or whatever may take me to the backyard.......maybe it's just a relaxing cup of coffee and the paper in the morning......but NOOOO not gonna happen because ...... they are always around! I didn't always have such ill feelings towards the little critters....I actually thought they were fun to watch, cute, God's creatures......until they got in the attic a few years back.....and what an ordeal that was! Ever have the pleasure of smelling one in your home that accidentally fell between the walls and passed on???? We have....not pleasant and FYI.....one cannot buy enough Glade Air Fresheners to help the situation! I also remember the time the boys were driving home from school and accidentally hit one in the middle of the street, they were both so upset that they came home, got a shovel and a box went back and got the little critter and gave it a proper burial in the backyard......light bulb moment here.......maybe this is why they are harassing me ...... they have a relative in the backyard, one whose life was cut short by members of this family......WHO KNOWS......but this neighborhood is crawling with them! Why just the other day ..... mid afternoon no less, I went out to the backyard and just as big as Dallas one of my precious little friends was laying flat on his belly all sprawled out in the grass under the tree......it was cool there and he was having a leisurely break from the Dallas heatwave in my backyard......where WE ARE SUPPOSE to have breaks and enjoy the wonderful sound of water and sun and floats and watermelon and burgers.....but NOOOOOO......there he was and he wasn't moving.....no matter how close I got he just eyed me up and continued to enjoy the surroundings of my backyard.....it just gives me the creeps! Well, I have painted the picture for you as to why I dislike squirrels ...... and until this morning I was able to deal with it.....but not any more.....it is now full fledged WAR!!!!! I went out this morning to check the plants after a few days of nice rain and I found this......my pot man.....DEAD! One of the little cuties jumped from the tree onto the pot man (who sits in an old iron chair and has an asparagus fern planted in his little head that makes him look like he has hair)......smashed on the deck! I know who did this.....there was no wind last night ....... Pot Man has been there for years and I just planted him a few weeks back so I know he was secure in his permanent spot....it was one of my little buddies......and I know he is sitting either high above the backyard in the neighbors extremely large maple tree just laughing or maybe he is right above me as I clean up the mess he created...... in our large oak tree.....who knows.....but, he will not get the last laugh......the yard may look like a scene that Brian Williams gives us nightly from Iraq when I'm done....but he will not WIN......let the games begin!!!!

Another PROJECT.......

Just when I tell myself no more.....I have too many projects started.......I take on another one, and although I really do have way to many started when I saw these 2 lonely little chairs just crying out for some lovin', I had to come to the rescue!! A few weeks back FOB and I helped one of our children move into a precious little duplex off lower Greenville. It is absolutely adorable! We helped paint, clean and arrange furniture (I was in my element) and it was a fun, fun weekend! They have a great balcony off the second floor and on it we put the bistro table and chairs that I snatched up at an earlier estate sale in Dallas. It was brought to my attention that they would love 2 more chairs to go with the set......say no more....DONE! So, with that being said......I located the 2 sad chairs pictured and started another project! One of the lovelies needed a little weld repair so I scoped out local weld shops.....not the cleanest places on the face of the earth, but I met 2 of the nicest people ever in this quest! I dropped the chair off on a Tuesday, left for a quick out of town trip to PA on Wednesday, arrived back home on Monday and the repairs were complete and ready for pick-up on Tuesday! Yeah!!!! I was told that everyone stepping into the shop during the time it was in sick bay.....wanted the chair! So even though it was only one little area that needed mended.....my new friend made sure that every weld was perfect and ready for use! I have cleaned the rust off and spray painted ..... FOB is cutting the plywood inserts for me to cover and I should have this project complete this weekend! Yeah!!! Nick and Liz will be sooooo happy!!! :)

Uncle Scott's No Good, VERY Bad ..... Hair Day(s)......

Over the past week, we have had family visiting.....it was an absolutely enjoyable visit! However, Wednesday night proved to be a little humorous! It's true that we all tend to wear our hair just a smidgen shorter in the hot summer months and for guys.....well some guys.....even where they plop down for this "summer cut" doesn't matter in the least. We women make our appointments 6 weeks out with the hope that the style and root growth make it for 6 weeks. Men on the other hand tend to just go with the flow and as long as there is a breathing human being waiting with scissors and an open chair......they sit! It is this sort of stupidity thinking that got my brother in law into a little "bad hair" dilemma! After dinner we were sitting around the table visiting when said BIL starting telling the story of his recent bad haircut. He was explaining that he described exactly what he wanted and got the look he was sporting instead. Now really......yes it wasn't his "best" look but for the most part the line that went around his head (where I think Edward Scissorhands the stylist put the bowl) wasn't properly faded into the longer hair on the top of his head. Yes it looked a lot like he gave the clippers to my nephew Jack for practice.....but he could still go out in public and unless he called attention to his new "do" most people would not have noticed anything out of the ordinary......until he made "another" very bad decision........ this would involve going to get it "fixed"!!!!

Friday night we were all invited to BIL's house for dinner ..... and we were all warned by SIL that a certain individual got yet another haircut.....only this time it's a much better story!!! He goes back to the "same salon" and asks for a haircut ..... open chair and scissors in hand set off any alarms........??? Down he sits......asks for a #1 on the sides and a #2 or #3 on the top..... Good gravy I can't remember the length he asked for, but a stylist that does NOT speak the English language very well should be the first clue that maybe you should wait or even come back at a later time ....... but NOOOOOO ...... plop down, watch closely as your hair is being buzzed right off your head and then pay ........ better yet TIP ...... and leave!!! I think (I was laughing too hard at this point to remember the next series of events) this is when he called my SIL to let her know that he "thinks" he got yet another bad haircut........and knowing her as I do ...... I'm sure that this statement led to a series of questions as to where, when, how and by whom ........did this "bad" haircut take place. She was still a little in shock over the first "bad" bowl cut and now just days later he does it to himself ...... yet again! BIL goes home and goes to his office and begins to work (with get this....... a ball cap on his head) I guess hoping that no one in the family would notice ..... who knows.......but SIL comes home asks for the ball cap to be removed and all but had a coronary! I know, I know....... hair grows quickly and in two (well maybe three) weeks he should start to look normal again, but I could not let an opportunity like this be passed up .... this is what makes "families" sooooo much fun ........ I HAD to take a picture and blog this one! Sorry Scott......I'm so sorry.....really ...... that this laugh has to be at your expense...but, you did this to yourself, your wife warned you......so maybe the next time waiting for the "right" stylist will mean just a little bit more to you or even better yet, make an appointment with someone you know and trust ..... your wife does ...... and her hair looks great!