It’s barely past noon, and I’m already threatening to pull my hair out.  I’ve got a dog who’s sick.  I don’t know what he got into, but he’s got the runs.  I walked into the kitchen this morning to find doggy diarrhea all over the place.

I’ve got a fussy baby who didn’t want to nap.  She finally wore herself out crying.  As soon as she went down I rushed into the kitchen to clean up the dog’s mess.  While I was in the process of doing that my grandparents showed up at the door wanting to see the baby.  They’re timing couldn’t have been worse.  I quickly explained what was going on, and I promised to take Elliana next door to their house as soon as she wakes up from her nap.  While I was talking to them and trying to get them out the door the cat gacked all over the couch.  Lovely.

My tried to push them out the door quickly, but I had to listen to my grandma complain about the car parts all over the driveway and carport.  Hubby’s working on the Rodeo, so he’s got tools and stuff everywhere.  She’s all afraid someone’s going to drive by, see the stuff, and steal it. Um…I’m here all day, and if someone pulls in my driveway I know it. It’s not like they’re Ferrari parts or anything. We may look redneck for a few days, but at least the Rodeo will get fixed, and I won’t have to listen to her complain about it sitting in the yard anymore. UGH.

Oh, and I have a TON of work I have to get done today not including housework.  We have no clean clothes.  And I have to find time to feed myself, but I hear a faint cry coming through the baby monitor. Sigh.

Today was super nice at 70 degrees, but it’s start to get chilly out there.  I’m glad I got Elliana outside to enjoy it while it was nice, but we didn’t get to enjoy it for long.  By the time we walked next door to see Nana & Papa the wind had picked up, and now it’s getting cold out there.  The rain is moving in.  We’re still visiting with my Grandparents as I write this.  I brought my netbook along to show them a few videos of Elliana playing in her bouncy seat, so I decided to write out a little post while they’re playing with Elliana.  I know I won’t have much time to blog when we get home, but I might have a minute or two to publish it.

When we get home tonight I guess we’ll be running all over the place.  We went to the grocery store last night, but we missed a few things, so it looks like we’ll be running back out again. Hubby asked me if I made up my mind whether or not I want to get any diet pills, and I told him I don’t.  I can’t really use them since I’m breastfeeding, but I think he decided he wants to pick up some for himself.  I’ll let him look at what the grocery store has tonight, but we may end up buying him some maxoderm.

I’ve got to pick up some grape juice, too.  I forgot to grab it, and I need it for a steak marinade I’m making.  You can use wine, but Hubby prefers it with the grape juice.  I prefer it with the wine, but if I want him to eat it I better make it the way he likes it.

Dear blog,

When you go away I freak out and don’t know what to do. Even though you were gone for almost a week, I held it together this time. Thank you for coming back.

Jenn

PS- Hosting issues resolved!

Finally!  She’s finally getting it cut!  I think hell hath frozen over!

No, I’m not crazy.  I’m just super happy which is surprising even to me since right at an hour ago I was complaining about being up too early and wanting to go back to sleep.  Well sleep definitely isn’t going to happen now, but I’m not going to complain one bit because I hear chainsaws roaring across the road. 

The Back Story:

For the past few months my crazy aunt who lives across the street from us has been battling it out with the road crew over this tree in her yard.  We’ve watched this tree slowly die and become a huge hazard.  Not only does this huge tree sit within 5 feet of her house (and leans over it), but it’s also directly on the road. 

In the beginning she called the county and asked them to remove a few dead limbs that were hanging out over the road.  That was a job they did because the limbs were on their side of the maintenance line.  Slowly we watched this tree go from a few dead branches to a completely dead brown hazard, but my aunt refused to pay to have anyone cut it because she thought it was the road crew’s responsibility.

Wrong.  The tree sits about 15 feet off the road, so even though it does have limbs that hang over the road it’s still on her property, not the county or state or whatever that owns that 6 or so feet to the road.  It’s her dead tree…her responsibility…end of story.  Being the crabby crazy old woman that she is she refused to believe that, and she’s been battling with them for months to try to get this thing cut. 

We’ve tried to tell her that if she didn’t do something about it soon she’s going to end up losing her house in the first ice storm of the season.  It would be inevitable because the tree leans towards her house and would totally fall that direction.

Normally I’d be like ok crazy lady let the tree fall on your house.  Lose it all.  It’ll be your own damn fault, but this has turned into one of those situations that’s driving us nuts, too.  The longer she drags out this tree fight the longer we have to hear about it.  We’ve completely avoided walking outside if we see her in the yard because we know she’s going to start up a conversation that’s going to turn into a rant about that damn tree…it always happens…every single time she spots us outside.

So yeah, I want that damn tree out of here now.  Hubby would have cut it months ago just to get rid of it if it wasn’t in such a bad location.  It’s going to require a professional crew to top it and take it down bit by bit to avoid it landing on her house or in the road.

The current situation:

Hallelujah my prayers have been answered! I don’t care how much noise I have to hear today because that thing is getting cut!  I guess she finally either gave up or finally realized no one’s going to cut it for free, so she broke down and hired a crew to come out to cut it today.  They were here bright and early at 8:12am, and by 8:13am I had already sent Hubby 2 txt messages while jumping up and down.  The tree drama is over! 

This is probably the one time in my life you won’t hear me whining and complaining because there are men with chainsaws being loud outside by bedroom at 8am.  I could kiss every one of them right now…but I don’t think they nor Hubby would appreciate that.