That's Maze, our greyhound doing what she does best. They are the sweetest dogs, but so quirky. She sometimes will not drink, which makes her breath TERRIBLE. She also doesn't like going on walks that are more than two blocks down. She just drags back home, and I mean end of the leash dragging behind me. She apparently takes her retirement seriously!
Our to-do list for this week/weekend is:
- Mow & weedeat the yard - yes Chris, that means you!!!
- Drop Molly the cat off to be shaved (this you've got to see, will post pic)
- Strip the wallpaper from the baby's room
- Finish installing the shelves in the kitchen (will post pics when complete)
- Repair the grout in the bathroom (will post pics on this as well)
- Paint the bathroom door white and finish cutting in
Oh, and an update on the stolen tulips (I told you this had random thoughts)...
Chris's cousin, Tommy, said that florists will often raid people's yards and STEAL flowers when they are in a pinch. This sounded so unbelieveable, but he said his dad's girlfriend who owns a flower shop told him that happened SO often. Of course, she wouldn't do that, but others do. There are several florists very close by our house, Fayetteville is FULL of florists. I did think it was strange that only certain colors were taken and that the thief also cut some of the leaves. The flowers were snipped with scissors, not just picked. He also said that tulips cost the florist around $2 per head. I thought I was over my anger with those silly tulips, but apparently not because I found myself asking Chris to get me a BB gun for my birthday! The good thing is that come Hydrangea season (also one of my favorites), I will be home with a newborn. Don't think I won't be waiting for the hydrangea theives! They need to ask themselves seriously if they want to tangle with a grumpy, sleep-deprived mother of a newborn before they place one florist foot in our yard! I would LOVE to catch them on film and give the pictures to a gossip column. So florists beware, you've been warned! Put your stealing snippers back in your pocket and get your toes offa my lawn...