Memorial Day
Since Scott and I are far away from the burial places of our loved ones, we decided that releasing balloons with notes is a proper way to check in with them on Memorial Day (and sometimes their birthdays or death dates). I have had a rocking headache today and we didn't get the balloons as planned, so I wrote notes to Daddy, Poppy, Grammy Grace, Bugs and all of the friends and kin who have gone before and set them on fire. The smoke rose to the heavens as well as helium so I hope my messages and prayers were received.
Nothing else going on today really. We tore apart the kitchen, dining room and swabbed the decks first thing this morning. Scott repaired and repainted the wall the got all scratched up by Sneakers' bunny cage. So it's pretty spiffy out there. We also went to Menards and bought a live trap to try and capture the seven striped ground squirrel that has set up camp in our back lawn. Little guy has a main tunnel and escape hatches dug all over. Where is Bill Murry from Caddyshack when you need him?
Other than that I laid low and nursed my boo-boo head. Stupid sinuses!
Nothing else going on today really. We tore apart the kitchen, dining room and swabbed the decks first thing this morning. Scott repaired and repainted the wall the got all scratched up by Sneakers' bunny cage. So it's pretty spiffy out there. We also went to Menards and bought a live trap to try and capture the seven striped ground squirrel that has set up camp in our back lawn. Little guy has a main tunnel and escape hatches dug all over. Where is Bill Murry from Caddyshack when you need him?
Other than that I laid low and nursed my boo-boo head. Stupid sinuses!
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