After a rather short night with lots of trips to the bathroom, I finally woke up, dragged myself out of bed, fluffed the blue hair upon on my head, walked out to the kitchen and made a cup, then finally got around to pulling on a pair of combat boots in anticipation of continuing my weekend warring on weeds.
I uncovered the birds to feed and water them, and when Søren saw me in combat boots he yelled “STOP!” and Beaker yelled “Squawk!” After I finished with the birds, Rosencrantz started ragging on me and said as much as “Listen to the bird!” Apparently, they thought I was doing too much and needed to take it easy.
I had fully planned to crash on Saturday, even planning a post called “Feeling Kinda Sleepy Now!” with photos of a Tse Tse Fly biting me for when I crashed — however, I never really crashed. On the other hand, I couldn’t resist laying around with Rosencrantz between dragging hoses around, a little organizing here and there, photographing the garden and helping Laurie prepare dinner for her book group. I did leave the weeds to add to their ranks — I’ll have to see how battle ready I will be next weekend.
"Listen to the bird!"
Lounging in combat boots with Rosencrantz on my lap.
Tse Tes Fly
"My energy is draining
Touching down on my arm
I'm feeling kinda sleepy now
I was bitten by a tse-tse fly"
"Tse Tse Fly" by Wall of Voodoo
The double hollyhock (above) looks a lot like Camisole (below)
Betty Boop as a bleach blonde