What's up with the neighborhood birds?  For a week or so now all I hear is birds squawking, screeching, carrying on like you wouldn't believe.  Morning, noon, and night to boot.  I'm real close to the point of hunting down the 'ole pump-up BB gun and joining in on the war.  I'd bet on me to win this war if I resort to that!

This was my weekend to have my daughter, but my parents hauled her off to the woods to camp for part of it.  She's been begging to go, but since my truck is still in the shop, my parents offered to treat her to her first trip this year.  They love spending time with her, in fact, between them and x it is hard for me to get a whole weekend with her to myself.

I did gain possession of her midafternoon yesterday, and we wasted no time in catching up on things.  Of course, "we" had to play in the sandbox first thing, and check out the rabbits romping around not thirty feet away from us.  Then it was off to the front yard to weed the flower garden.  I almost leveled this area a month ago, but the last weekend L/One was here she informed me we had to keep, AND take care of it.

After ridding the flowerbed of all the weeds it now looks somewhat barren.  I'm totally greenthumbless, so I turned to the internet for some tips on what to plant, when to plant it, and so forth.  After spending hours early this morning reading about the do's and don't's of plants and flowers, I'm convinced I could build an atom bomb easier than successfully keeping a flower garden alive.  Me and L/One will give it a try, just the same (the flower garden, not the A bomb).

I must be going now, that work thing is just an hour or so down the road...

Later