Like:
- Heidi getting married
- The french men's visit
- Thoughts about God on Lake Washington
- Thoughts about the new job
- Etc.
But for now my thoughts are consumed by this:
Four days ago, I studied out in the yard on my favorite giant beach towel, and left it in the grass.
Three days ago, Grandpa's landscaping guys came and put fish-guts fertilizer all over the yard, and replaced my giant beach towel on the grass when they were done.
For the last two days, the yard has reeked, and my towel has marinated in the reekage.
Ten minutes ago, the landscaping guys came back, and I hear the mower.
And I just know I need to go pick up that smelly reeking fish guts towel with my fingers, and pull it off the lawn. I need to clear the grass for the mower.
But the towel smells SO. BAD.
Can I be blamed for the lack of a better blog when THIS IS OCCURRING?
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