Update on my coffin!

My Planter boxes went from looking like coffins, according to my mom-in-law, to having cute little flower peeking up over their edges, to completely OUT OF CONTROL. I had to remove the potato plants from one of the boxes. The other box, I just sacrificed the flowers. The potato plants turned out to be quite pretty. They did however take over the back porch. I actually had a dream one night that they had grown over the house and I had to cut them away from the front door to get in. Brian did weed-whack them back some because we were afraid there may be snakes hiding in all the foliage. They grew up the power pole, all the way over to the hot tub and up under the porch.

Protection

Protection!
I think I am pretty capable of taking care of myself. I know my limits as a kungfu master mind you. Although, I did take two years of karate in Jr High. I won’t be taking on any Jackie Chans or walking down dark alleys. In my home if feel very safe. I have a dog that barks and big husband that loves me and I assume will lay down his life for me. Aaahhhh Sigh of content…that is until “Perry the Possum” snuck in our doggie door Monday!!
Here is how it went down:
Monday night
0345hrs lover hears something eating the dog food; he thinks to himself, “I have never heard the cat smack that loud. The fact that I am pinned to my bed by the dog and (the preacher’s dog we are babysitting) tells me that sound is not coming from my dog. Wonder what it is, maybe the stray cat that has been hanging around lately. I hate that stray cat he sprays on my truck. I will get up and drop kick him out the doggie door.” So lover gets up and sneaks into the kitchen and there was nothing there just a mess around the food bowel. Maybe it is a dream. Lover spends the next 3 min pushing our dog and preacher’s dog off his side of the bed and resumes his supine position.
0445hrs lover again hears something smacking in the kitchen. That! DARN! Cat. Very quietly lover again sneaks into the kitchen flips the light on and bam!
He meets Perry the possum. Yep a possum is in our kitchen eating the dog food. As lover turns on the light the possum walks around the corner into the living room and waddles down the hall to the girls’ rooms. So lover starts looking for him he did not see which room it went into. Flash light in hand lover is diligently digging through stuffed animals, my little ponies and little people looking for Perry. All to to no avail Perry was nowhere to be found.
0530hrs my alarm goes off and I wake to find lover roaming the halls with a trash grabber, aka. The critter gitter, and an igloo playmate cooler in his hand. With goosebumps the size of golf balls. Apparently lover thinks possums are “nasty” worse than snakes or rats.
Tuesday we shut the doggie door before we go to bed we will have no visitors tonight!!
0100hrs the smacking begins lover and I both hear it, I jump up and rush into the kitchen flip on the light and find nothing but another mess around the food bowel. I grab the flash light lover grabs his critter gitter and the cooler and we again go on the hunt for Perry. Again we find nothing. Lover thinks he is getting in through the air conditioner vent I think he spent the night in the house. We look for about an hour and find nothing.

The crazy thing is the dogs never even woke up. It is like they have a deal worked out with the possum. If you don’t scratch my eyes out I’ll let you eat my food. Lover gets that horrible shudder every time we mention the possum. So my question is am I safe?

YES! I am Lover would lay down his life for me, I know that and have no doubt. Unless maybe if there was a possum involved :)

"Mandatory Days Off"

So, on my days off I decided to do a little home improvements. Of course they were all on my back porch! Some my hub helped with some I did all by myself and Mozey helped with some. It was fun! The planter boxes took more soil than I planned but they turned out great. Mozey and I found a way to keep Satch from digging all the flowers out. We put chicken wire in the box and stapled it to the sides then we fill in the last 2 inches of dirt. We planted the flowers in the holes of the chicken wire. The last pot of flowers I had he would dig until every speck of dirt was out.

I built a shelf to display my bottles on. I really felt they needed to go out on the porch but could not find a way to incorporate them. Then I came up with the shelf it looks more like a window box turned on its side but it serves the purpose, I just hope when the washer hits the spin cycle the do not "walk" off the shelf!

Planter Box

Well the Hubs did it, with a little help from me. I told him what I wanted and he built it for me. Two big planter boxes for the back yard. So big it may take a dump truck to fill them with dirt. I can't wait to start putting flowers in them.

The Cardrona Bra Fence

I think I would like to go here.

Who invented the bra?

A French woman named Herminie Cadolle was the "genius" behind the cups and straps. Cadolle came up with the concept in 1889, originally dubbing it the "corselet gorge." Her creation premiered at the Great Exposition in Paris and was a smash with the ladies, propelling the budding entrepreneur into a life-long career in lingerie.

The first modern brassiere to receive a patent was the one invented in 1913 by a New York socialite named Mary Phelps Jacob. Mary Phelps Jacob had just purchased a sheer evening gown for one of her social events. At that time, the only acceptable undergarment was a corset stiffened with whaleback bones. Mary found that the whalebones poked out visible around the plunging neckline and under the sheer fabric. Two silk handkerchiefs and some pink ribbon later, Mary had designed an alternative to the corset. The corset's reign was starting to topple.

I hate the bra.

My Mouth

What is it about my mouth. How is it I can say the most wrong thing at the most right time!

So I am sitting at my desk minding my own business, in walks this man. He is wearing a suit, which is not uncomon in a hospital and talking to everyone like we are best friends. I am talking on the phone to a Physician about a critically ill patient and listening to a position report from my helicopter. He walks up to my desk and says, very loudly because of all the radio traffic, "why are ya'll sitting in the dark?" Instead of saying, The overhead lights cause a glare on the 4 computer screens we each have and the 52 inch monitor we use for tracking our helicopter. I, in my infinite wisdom say, " We keep the lights off so peope will not come in here and bother us." To which he replied, "oh" and turned around and walked out. When I am off the phone I ask one of the ladies that work next door to us who he was. They reply he is the CEO of our hospital. Real nice!

Welcome to MY back porch!

I love my back porch! I can sit for hours and read, drink coffee or wine. I love watching the kids play in the back yard. I love the ambiance of it, every thing hung there has been collected by me and has an meaning, it is either sentimental or just something I like. Mostly everything there makes me feel comfortable.

Easter

I got my new camera, on my anniversary, and I love it! I was taking pictures at church and it was so cool! I was down in the front, on stage, and moving around in the auditorium. It felt like I was invisible yet I was right there in the middle of it all.

I took some pictures of the girls. I am pretty proud of them :)