As much as I hate the indignity of this photo, this is how I spent my Fourth of July holiday weekend. If I wasn’t hiding beside the toilet, I was hiding behind the bathroom door. OR, the best place is on my little sofa upstairs with my nose hidden behind Her side. So the thunder and lightening can’t find me. (Or those darned fireworks.)
You know, I’ve gotten better about the fireworks, really I have, it’s that darned thunder and lightening.
His car got smashed by some old tree limbs over the weekend. A storm just blew through here like crazy taking tree limbs down with it.
It wasn’t very pretty.
On a lighter note, I want to thank everybody for giving Edgar some advice about his skin problems. Y’all are the best.
What You Learned Today:
- Thunder and lightening make me crazy.
- Lately, We’ve been having thunder and lightening storms AND fireworks. Tonight and tomorrow night, too.
- YIKES! What a combination.
- It’s funny how the storms know to call it quits so people can still enjoy fireworks.