We live on a little pond. It’s quite peaceful to go out and sit on the dock after a good workout. And sometimes I like to go out there early in the evening and have a little glass of wine. I love being outside in nature.
Last week I noticed fish bones on our dock that had been picked clean. It was a little disturbing and I wondered if maybe a coyote or a vulture had been hanging out on the dock at night. Or maybe someone snuck into our backyard and fished the pond while we were sleeping, cleaned the fish and then left. I know, it’s a stretch, but that’s how my mind works.
I decided to hide out early in the morning before the sun came out to see if I could figure out what it was. It took a couple of days but then…..I solved the mystery.
I’ve named him Ollie. Ollie the Osprey. And so far that little punk has fished about 30 talapia out of the pond! I’m not sure if he’s just hungry or trying to show us how a real fisherman does it.
I got up this morning and debated whether or not I should
run. My legs and feet felt fine all day
yesterday as well as this morning.
MacGyver went up to the man cave around 6:40AM to work out. We’ve turned it back into a gym again. Well, actually part of it is filled with all
of my craft supplies and glitter has invaded most of the spaces, but I digress,
in the end I went for a five mile run.
After I ran I was stepping into the shower and I got that
familiar tightness in my shins. I should
have stayed at home with MacGyver and worked out in the glitter gym.
We need two football leagues. The Patriot’s league and a ‘those other teams’
league. That seems fairer, don’t you
I had to make a regular run to the Walmart yesterday for
some staples. Unfortunately, I waited until
almost 5PM which means that it was crazy crowded, emphasis on the crazy. Anywho, while waiting in line I picked up one
of my usual mags and started reading it and before I knew it my turn had come
so I threw the mag on the counter and I purchased it. Later in the evening I picked it up to read
it and the realized the articles looked really familiar. It finally occurred to me that I had already
bought the same magazine, and not once, but twice. And yet I continued to read it.
Have you gotten a cold yet this year? Did you get a flu shot? Well, if you’re worried about catching the
flu or a cold but you don’t like needles there’s a company that will sell you a
tissue they claim is pre-loaded with an infected sneeze. Seriously.
According to the company, you can get sick on your own terms.
Know what makes me sick? The fact that people will actually pay 80 bucks for that tissue. That makes me nauseous. People please, you’re smarter than that! However, if you aren’t smarter than that go ahead and send me 80 bucks and I’ll sneeze into a kleenex and mail it to you.
Have you ever bought the same magazine twice or three times by mistake?
Do you plan on watching the super bowl and if so who are you rooting for?
I was pretty proud of myself for getting all my shopping done over the weekend. Every store that I shopped from had 2 day shipping or either promised delivery by Christmas. I ordered items that would all be delivered before the 20th. The only thing I had left to do as wait for it all to arrive.
But then the emails started coming, delayed shipping they said….
And what kills me is one of those very websites is still promising two day shipping on a product that I ordered on the 15th which still hasn’t shipped. LIARS!
If you’re dealing with issues like this and waiting for gifts that may or may not arrive, here are some alternative solutions that I came up with.
My first choice was this,
Bringing whole new meaning to ‘helmet head’
Unfortunately, I have no idea where to order it but if you have more patience than me you could search the internet. In the meantime, here are some things you can order.
How’s that for a passive aggressive gift for the hubby? You can order them here.
And because I have the sense of humor of a 12 year old boy,
Seriously, who doesn’t need this in their life? This is the best thing ever. You can order it here.
And lastly, for the man in your life who lives to fish and spends way too much time taking a poop in the morning. Give him something to do: