Tuesday, September 20, 2011

An alien in my house.

Well,.....actually it is Hunter returned from a 2 week stint at his friends farm.  Goose hunting is the Polish word for drinking.Whatever.  He pretty much had the farm to himself because his"bromance guy"  - yeah, the one who wanted to tap me-worked long hours which gave Hunter plenty of space to cook Brian's dinner every night and do chores and stuff.  All of that is fine, what ever works for you.
The point is...he's Baaaaaaaaack!  I need to wash towels but- oh, the washer is already in use.  That's OK. I need to clean some stuff.  Oops! My cleaning stuff and paper towels are by the kitchen sink and he's there  cutting apples that Brian uses to bait the deer stands-the apples that are laying on he ground-to make apple sauce. Hm......I decided to go upstairs to change sheets and so far I haven't been interrupted.  Yay me!
I'm not a total pussy though....I did shove my way though to get to my xanax.  A girls gotta do what a girls gotta do.


Wanda's Wings said...

You are right a girl got to do what a girl got to do. Have fun. lol

Ms. A said...

Sorry, blogger is messing with me and posts are not showing up on my dashboard!!!

Yes, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do!

Rob-bear said...

Perhaps you could have taken some time to flirt with Apple Cutter whilst breezing through the kitchen.
While Xanax is useful, there are other things that can help a girl be where she wants to be.
But really, what does a Bear know?