When I saw this photo of a man walking in the rain-soaked streets just prior to Katrina, my first thought was "That looks like an alien." I still giggle when I see it.
Although, I am not at all amused by the total chaos happening in the wake of the hurricane. I am troubled, speachless, bowled-over and anxious. What can I do? What is the best course of action? Send money,
I suppose.
I have one heck of a week coming up. With gas prices jumping higher, I find myself looking at five trips north this week alone. Sometimes it just happens that way. Not work related. Sigh.
What is with my Daisyloo? I moved her from the patio to the front yard. She was leaning up against the front porch railing. I had to pick her up again. She was face-down in the wet grass. When the rains were coming, I moved her onto the porch into a potted plant. A big potted plant. I found her yesterday leaning out over the porch, face-down in the wet grass again! What is it with this doll?
Anyway, her stick had come out of her.... out of her, errr.....burlap sack area and I had to sort of re-arrange her or put her back together. Kind of like the scarecrow on The Wizard of Oz. When I placed her back in her full upright position, I noticed dozens of I think they are called "pill" bugs. They can roll themselves up into a tight ball. So, I figured during the rains they crawled up onto Daisyloo to keep from drowning. My, she is quite the rescuer. I am going to have to tie that girl down.
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Have you and Daisy-loo had a good talk lately? I think she has issues.
She is standing in the corner of my front porch. So far, so good.
Is she in the corner because she has been a bad girl? ;-)
You know it's really for her own protection.... (Daisyloo rolls her eyes). Hmmm, she must get that from my daughter.
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