So the directions for the hounds of hell and the tub sea monkey tribe have been left for the best friend who will be dog and house sitting while we're gone. Each instruction sheet ended with the same sentence. "And for God's sake, no chumming!"
She was also instructed to turn the hose on the fanatical JW lady who won't leave me alone. (Check here and here and here for the saga. Something interesting for you to read while I'm gone for a week.)
Speaking of something interesting to read, here's two back posts to reminisce on while I'm visiting the parental units in the Treasure State.
One For the WTF Files
I'll be attending a rodeo on July fourth while we're out there. I'm looking forward to it. Did you know that kids in high school gym classes in Montana can take rodeo? Roping, bull riding, all of it. First of all, I would so take it and am pretty sad that I never had the opportunity. Second of all, what all would you have to know as a gym teacher in Montana? That's some exhausting curriculum.
Talk to you all when we get back!
From the pit (of despair)
1 day ago