This morning I go out for my Saturday ritual of coffee and paper on porch. A squirrel, not pictured, was perched on the above limb with his hands on his hips.
I set my coffee and paper down and went back in the house for my toast.
When I came back out, there were dribbles next to my coffee mug and the squirrel was tossing leaves like he had won the lottery.
Last summer, I mowed my yard in 120 degree weather, sweated, hosed myself down and then mowed my neighbors larger yard in 135 degree weather.....while soaking wet.
I personally started steaming and smelled like a hot, wet gym floor.
Several days later, I noticed the same smell and realized my shoes, that I had worn on the mowing-in-hell day, had retained my hot, wet gym floor smell.
I washed, sprayed, washed, sprayed and eventually did not notice the smell.
Yesterday, 9 months later, I was eating lunch in my car....enjoying the gorgeous day.....and thought maybe I was rotting........
Nope, it was my shoes.
I now walk comfortably in my favorite running shoes with a thin yellow/green toxic cloud circling me.
I apologize now....... before you enter my spacial presence.
My first Tiger Basketball game of this season happened to be their last home game. I was so close I could feel the energy radiating off the players.
Yep, that is my knee. If I had moved my knee for the picture, I would have toppled down all those rows to the court.
No, I am not exaggerating, I excel at falling down stairs....long slow falls.....and I can fall up the stairs....but that is a story for another post.