This coming Saturday, the last Saturday of the Tulsa State Fair, we have concrete plans to attend.
The boys and I are looking forward to going. Best friend L is coming with us too. Hubs is going to deer camp on Saturday to bow hunt for opening day and attend a BBQ.
I told him he could just camp out there with the guys but he said, “why? We live 10 miles from it. I can come home and sleep in my comfy bed.”
Hubs really needs to have himself a good drunk. I honestly cannot remember the last time he cut loose.
I was hoping he would while out at deer camp but he most likely wont if he is coming home. Dammit.
Can you spot the giant treefrog in the birdhouse?
Best friend L’s birdhouse is inhabitated but not by birds!
A giant treefrog lives in it and the frog doesnt like it when anyone gets near the birdhouse, he comes out acting like he wants to attack.
I have never, ever seen a treefrog this huge. It is indeed a treefrog, it is smoothskinned and has big suction cups on his toes.
This morning, bright and early, Wee One was ready to decorate for Halloween.
Wee informed me he wants to be a ‘scary pumpkin’ for Halloween. Then he mentioned he wanted to be SpongeBob or a Puma again. He was a cat last year, I told him he needs to be something different. Of course, I could always recycle his leopard costume if he insists.
Late evening training session…..big yawn from Hickory!
Mondays are not fun. I am still in my jammies at 8:45 am.
I fed Scooter in my nightshirt, robe, and boots. Scooter looked at me like I was losing my mind.
Hmmm, I may very well be……