What the flock?

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Birds.

You never know who’ll show up.

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Turkeys on Thanksgiving Day? That takes balls.

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They’re even pushing the envelope by ripping up every scrap of weed block landscaping paper I laid under our tree.

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And blue jays.

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All of a sudden, a large flock of blue jays.

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There were blue jays everywhere.

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And the greedy little devils wiped out four feeders in no time flat.

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Birds.

Sometimes annoying, but always photo worthy.

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Even the pandemic doesn’t stop them…

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I went out the mailbox the other day, found a hand addressed letter and thought, how nice! Someone took the time to put pen to paper like we used to.

And then I read it.

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Damn.

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It seems Covid 19 has stopped those annoying Jehovah Witnesses from knocking on our door…

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But they’ve found an alternate way to try and spread their word.

Oh well, I’m sure the post office appreciates the added revenue.

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She’s persistent, I’ll give her that.

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Alternate title : The Bitch is Back.

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Still on our roof.

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Still trying to chew her way back into our house.

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Look at her.

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Taunting me.

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We’ve sealed up every entry point we can find.

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But she keeps looking.

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Did I laugh when she scrambled on top of the gutter, slipped and fell in the downspout?

Damn right I did.

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Pandemic humor.

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Because we all need to laugh more often.

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I don’t know, but FFS…. someone send her back.

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How exactly does one do that?

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We’ll all be doing this come January.

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Yes.

That sounds about right.

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Guess it’s been a rough year for everyone.

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Oh, those Brits.

Ever helpful with the good advice.

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Here’s hoping your holiday is happy, safe and free of tactical response teams.

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Admit it, you want these.

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I mean, really. Who wouldn’t?

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A wiener beverage is a beautiful thing.

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Who knew pricks were so helpful?

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I’ve been seeing a lot of the next type of item recently.

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If someone could explain the current fascination with unicorn bodily functions to me, that would be swell.

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Mixed tapes?

Someone needs to set Marty McFly’s dial to the 21rst Century.

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First it was cat butts, now Corgi.

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The world really has gone mad.

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With apologies to the yoga follower I deleted.

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You know the drill… if you’re a business blog and are trying to sell me something? You’re history.

This goes for the slew of robotic self help sites as well. I’m as good as I’m ever going to get. I’ve accepted that… they should as well.

So yes, I zapped a yoga promoting site that followed me recently… but not before I checked out their page.

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Yoga? No thanks. The days of twisting my body into a pretzel are long gone. The husband isn’t happy about that either…. but what are ya gonna do?

But beer? There’s an exercise routine I fully support.

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Drinking beer and posing? Heck, I’ve been doing that for years!

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Beer.

I always figured it went with everything. But yoga?

Who knew!

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Still showing a girl a good time.

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My husband, the king of romance.

Since we haven’t done any traveling this year due to the global plague, my wonderful spouse suggested we take a ride up the coast one warm afternoon last week. I readily agreed and dressed appropriately.

I was a little surprised to hear him pulling the truck out of the garage instead of the Beemer, but he loves that old thing and I figured he wanted to run her for a spell.

I should have known.

Where did my thoughtful husband take me on our relaxing ride up the coast?

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To one of the few remaining bring anything and everything you want to throw out dumps that are still open during the pandemic.

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And while I’m thrilled there are still things he’s willing to relinquish, this wasn’t the leisurely waterfront cruise I had in mind.

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Romance.

I think it’s well and truly dead.

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