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!
Filed under neighbors, weeds
Today’s showing of America’s Next Top Blogger is brought to you by another long-time reader and funny gal, silent orchestra.
The topic is bacon. No more details were given.
With this being said, I must say, I am not much of a bacon gal. Turkey bacon? Most definately, but regular bacon. Not.So.Much.
Here’s the reason. When I was in Adv. Bio 3-4 in Highschool we had to dissect a fetal pig. And as many of you might gather by this time, I am a big animal fan, so this was not an easy task for me. I mean, I like animals better than people! Really. They don’t talk back, stick with me people! 🙂
Anyway, due to having to dissect our fetal pig, my lab partner and I named our pig Daisy. We become very bonded to her, despite having to examine all her poor little innards. She was no longer “the fetal pig” but Daisy. The one and only. And even though she never got a real chance at life, we decided that we would let her know how much she meant to us. We talked to her…she knew about our highschool crushes, our desires, our sadness and she listended. Boy did she listen. She never judged, not once. She was a true hero and to this day I am forever grateful to Daisy. She became a really good friend and taught us so much.
She also taught us where bacon comes from. And because of this, I usually don’t eat bacon out of respect for Daisy. Poor Daisy, may she rest in peace. I will never forget her.
Fill my Head
Your strong, silent stares
Was what we all needed
And the point
We would always behave
Seems like just yesterday
We were celebrating your birthday
And many more to come
Stories and drinks flew around the country club air
We had our special time together
We had fun everywhere—
Elmira and more
Now you are gone
Yet your memory lives strong
You are in me, Sar and Rae
And will never be far
Reunited with Pop
Forever you will be
Until we see you again
Our memories remain