*stab stab stab*
THAT was the most annoying hour of the day.
Some people need to get teh internets.
Grr.
In other news, gothkittyn discovered a nettle growing among her strawberries. Using my sleeve, I pulled it up. "See if the goats will eat it." Says Trauma_hound.
They seem to do fine with blackberries, I think, so I toss it over the fence. The beloved ruminants descend upon it eagerly. Next thing I know Flora's flicking her tongue in that "bleh! Blehblehbleh!" motion and Dulcinea is rubbing her face on the ground. The nettle is unmolested save for two little bites.
I felt pretty bad about it, and gave them some grape leaves to ease the pain. Blackberries: yes; nettles: no.
Event #2: I'm on the phone and Mike goes to get the laundry from the line out back. He's putting things away andsuddenly starts freaking out "Aaaaaeeeee!" he yells, a pair of my jeans in hand. Ah! He is frightened by my PANTS!
Nope, turns out there is a downside of hanging one's clothes out: Big black spider. Could've been a widow. He managed to get it outside despite his panic. Just glad it isn't in my pants any more. Like spiders, don't like spiders in my pants. Brave, dear Mike.
And got stung by a yellowjacket today. "Skinheads of the insect world" says Mike. Right on the back of the knee. Put some of Staxxy's KIBB on it. I think I'll live.
You'd think it was monday. Except...we got paid. hallefrickin'lujah.
Some people need to get teh internets.
Grr.
In other news, gothkittyn discovered a nettle growing among her strawberries. Using my sleeve, I pulled it up. "See if the goats will eat it." Says Trauma_hound.
They seem to do fine with blackberries, I think, so I toss it over the fence. The beloved ruminants descend upon it eagerly. Next thing I know Flora's flicking her tongue in that "bleh! Blehblehbleh!" motion and Dulcinea is rubbing her face on the ground. The nettle is unmolested save for two little bites.
I felt pretty bad about it, and gave them some grape leaves to ease the pain. Blackberries: yes; nettles: no.
Event #2: I'm on the phone and Mike goes to get the laundry from the line out back. He's putting things away andsuddenly starts freaking out "Aaaaaeeeee!" he yells, a pair of my jeans in hand. Ah! He is frightened by my PANTS!
Nope, turns out there is a downside of hanging one's clothes out: Big black spider. Could've been a widow. He managed to get it outside despite his panic. Just glad it isn't in my pants any more. Like spiders, don't like spiders in my pants. Brave, dear Mike.
And got stung by a yellowjacket today. "Skinheads of the insect world" says Mike. Right on the back of the knee. Put some of Staxxy's KIBB on it. I think I'll live.
You'd think it was monday. Except...we got paid. hallefrickin'lujah.