Tiger’s Untimely Demise

In Loving Memory

I have some bad news. Our neighbors’ weed trees have hit the dust.

Tiger, our neighbors’ gynourmous Tree Weed, has kicked the bucket. I came home and she was gone. I didn’t even get to say goodbye. I felt a little empty inside, and hoped she hadn’t felt any pain or suffering. I guess she is in a better place now.

What about Tigher Lily? 

Tiger Lily has also bit the dust, but that is because Hubby poured paint thinner on her. Mean, old Hubby!  Ahhh the vicious circle of life in the weed kingdom.

Sad times. I’m gonna miss those weed trees!

Evil Taco Bell!

MY LOVE

They took away my two favorite things on the menu! I hate them right now and their inability to make me happy! HOW DARE THEY?!

Hubby (calling on phone): UMMMM they don’t have fully loaded nachos anymore.

Me: WHAT! Tell them to get back in the kitchen and MAKE THEM FOR ME! Ok, I will have a volcano taco.

Hubby: They don’t have that anymore.

Me: GEEZ ARE YOU KIDDING ME? Do they still have tacos?

Sending EVIL RAYS OF HATE THEIR WAY! RUDE!