my name is slim shady

my weekends are usual topsy turvy, due to my non-planning of stuff. i guess i try and plan it that way, so that i’m not locked in to anything like i often am during the week.

my first order of business for today was to go and walk our neighbors dog, camilia.

within 30 minutes of being awake, i walked to their house to let her out. i fell down the hill in their backyard and got bitten by red ants. i wondered to myself (after i laughed at myself) if perhaps this was an omen in which i should not do anything except lay in bed all day and watch tv.

walking back home, i managed to not have any accidents so my confidence grew.

i looked around the area of my project, the beloved herb garden and wondered what i should do next. i know if i start doing stuff, i could end up there all day foregoing nourishment and everything else. i have a slight tendency to get obsessed with my gardening, so much that i develop carpel tunnel.

one of our neighbor kids came walking down the driveway carrying a snake he’d just saved from a near fatal automobile accident. for the most part, i like this kid. his parents are missionaries and they spent a lot of time in africa. he’s closer in age to our daughter than with our son. for awhile after he moved into the neighborhood, he was the pied piper to the three boys (mine included) on our street.

he knows i like critters and he’ll periodically come over to show me his latest critter “find”. i held the snake and inspected it noticing it had a battle wound. i handed him back over, and then called to the husband that we were having a snake party. luke wasn’t home, a sleepover at tmim’s house.

i could tell the snake was getting bored and restless b/c he whispered it in my ear. he explained that he had a lot of snake things to do that day and could i please tell this kid to put HIM DOWN. to further guarantee his point, he bit our dog on the snout.

she yelped and ran away, i went to check it out and the snake actually drew a little blood. the snake was only like two or three feet long, a rat snake, but i had no idea they had teeth. (and, i’m pretty up on my critter knowledge. ) i’ve always wanted a boa constrictor, they are pretty and generally gentle creatures.

i managed to make it through the rest of the day without getting injured, although my muscles are sore from building fences for the beloved herb garden.