An Ol' Broad's Ramblings
I’m Alive!
I have arrived safely back in Tennessee. I’d say safe and sound, but I’m not too sure sound applies at the moment. Other than the fact I almost became part of the ass-end of a big ol’ semi but for the quick thinking of the RV coming up at a good clip moving onto the shoulder to slow down, if was a fairly uneventful drive. If Chrysler had meant for my PT to look like an accordion, wouldn’t they have made it that way?
Luckily, my Asian lilies haven’t bit the dust, but they sure were dry. After giving them a good drink, I checked out the progress of the yard, and it’s looking pretty good. I think the goats must have paid a visit since there are very few flowers left. The hosta are blooming which is something I didn’t know they did. Cool.
Naturally, I got the hose out and did a good once over on the deck. Yes, much peacock poop awaited me. I decided to be ready for them in the morning and left the hose where I could get to it easily….with serious power. I’m gonna send those flippin’ birds flying! heh heh heh
Glad you made it back safe, don’t know if I could have handled being “ol Broadless”
I reckon you’d look kind of silly broadless. LMAO No, never mind! Rectract that.
Damn Ol’ Broad, I don’t think I’d have gone there either..
LMAO Let’s put it this way…. tired does the same thing to me as a six pack. Just without the hangover.