Catching Up

Okay, so it's been a little while since I last blogged -- been kind of busy. Allow me to recap the last month of my life: I was either working or taking classes. And sometimes, I did laundry. I'm just a wild and crazy girl. Actually, I took the last class for my CIC designation, so I'm pretty excited about that. I just hope I passed. I am currently studying for a supervisory class that I took through the company, and if I can pass this one (which I will take in June), I'll have that designation, too. Then I think I'd like to stop studying for a while. It's starting to get overwhelming. I just...wait a minute, I need to go outside for a sec, I think that stupid raccoon is back and is eating my cat's food again...

Okay, I'm back. I had to run the raccoon off. I hate that animal, and I don't know how to get rid of it. I wish I owned a pistol. Even a bb gun would do the trick. He's always coming over here, eating all my baby's food, making a mess all over the porch. Anyway, what was I saying? I can't remember now where I was going with it, but in short, life has been hectic.

So Adam is back home from college, so I have my permanent lawn-mower again. Actually, I had a kid name Tyler from our church mowing my lawn until Adam got back. He did a good job, except...last year, I was so excited when spring came, because I have a row of daffodils that come up right in front of my house. I could see the plants starting to come up, and I knew they would bloom soon. They look so pretty when they're all bloomed out. I would lie awake at night and think about how nice my house would look when they were bloomed. And then I came home one day, and all my daffodil plants were gone. Adam mowed over top of every single one of them. No daffodils for me for 2008. I yelled and yelled at him about it last year. So this year, even though Adam wasn't around, I thought, at least I'll get my daffodils this year. The plants starting coming up in April, and I layed awake at night thinking about how nice my house was going to look when they bloomed. And then I came home one day, and my daffodils were gone. Tyler had mowed over top of every single one of them. No daffodils for 2009. I swear I have this curse hanging over the perimeter of my property. Next year, I'm not even going to get my hopes up. I can't take getting hurt again...