So last week, before we went away to centralia for a couple of days; for fathers day (will speak more on this topic later with photos) we went out one night and cut a bunch of daisies and brought them into the house.
after returning from trip i would catch a nose glimpse of shit, or for polite company fecal matter.
so i would snif around and wonder if talula had shat one out somewhere in secret. but then my nose rose to the table and the lovely daisy blooms.
and wow they stunk of shit.
feces. so out they went beautiful or not i do not want to invite any more shit into this house then what already comes in and how many levels does that work on?
this is not a poo palace.
so no more daisies but i always wanted that pacth of daisies and sunflowers and well gosh would that stink.
so tim had to work late today - we had a pretty full one ourselves walking, gardening, sushi for lunch with nana and jaja and without but a thought to jaimie lynn spears and her teen baby.
well til the tv told me to think about it.
i am thirsty i will sort photos and centralia chat at a later point.
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