Sarah and I took Lilah to the beach the other day.  Fortunately there were no sea gulls trying to eat our sandwiches. Now, I know what you are all wondering.  Were there any dumbasses at the beach?  I looked long and hard but didn’t find any.  Statistics would indicate there had to be some there but if they were around they were keeping their dumbassness to themselves. 

Lilah saw one but I missed it.  She stuck out her tongue at him.

She saw something that shocked her but I missed that too.

Then she fell asleep from all the excitement.  Don’t worry, Mumma’s not choking me.  She’s just  burpng me.

Sarah with her Dad.

Lilah with her Dad.

I hope everyone has a great day today.  Sarah and  Obie are going out for dinner and fireworks.  Just the two of them.  I get to stay home with Lilah and I’m happy to do so.   I think Mumma and Daddy need some alone time.

Lilah and I are planning on partying.  We wll sit on the porch and hopefully hear the fireworks.  I have some sparklers whinh we will light.  It’s a gorgeous day and the evening is supposed to be wonderful too.  The fireflys are out so we will see them too.

The wasband took some photos today.  The two baby deer were in the back yard.  He got some awesome shots of my hummingbird feeder.  Sarah took the last photo of Lilah from her cell phone and just e-mailed it to me.  They are taking a walk today.

We got a great thunderstorm today. I absolutely love storms of any kind. Unfortunately we don’t get too many. This one was awesome because we got golf ball size hail. The video doesn’t show the large hailstones but we did get some. No, I am not exaggerating.

Sarah filmed the video and you can hear me mouthing off in the back round. Sometimes I get overly excited.

Now the sun is out and it is beautiful. I wish I could become one of those storm chasers but we just don’t get enough storms to chase though Sarah and I have been known to jump in the car during a good storm.

Lilah put up two videos at her blog  Whatever Baby Thinks. Personally, I like the first video the best.

OK, I am going to get on my soapbox.   I went to the local convenience store tonight to pick up some Diet Coke.  The store has 2 handicapped spaces.   A lot of the spaces were filled including both handicapped spaces.  My problem was a woman without a handicapped placard parked in one of  the only two available handicapped spaces.  This may sound cruel but her fat little daughter could have walked the distance much easier than me.

I can’t believe that someone would actually counterfeit disabled parking placards.  What a freakin’ dumbass lazyass thing to do.

I,  actually, earned my handicapped placard by putting up with lots of pain.  I don’t understand why this woman thought she was exempt from parking in a handicapped space.  You would think she would have realized her fat little daughter should be walking for her health when she went into the store for a shitload of crap.

This behaviour will be ingrained into her daughter who will act just like her mom–a rude insensitive person.

Do you remember The Eagles song “Teach Your Children Well”?  What happened to that philosphy?

Obviously I had to give her a tough time so I parked behind her and started waving my placard at her and sort of yelling at the same time but I was nice I didn’t use profanity.  Dumbass isn’t profane is it?  Then I pulled up so she could move her car.  While she was doing that I made sure she saw me take down her license plate number.  Of course I can’t do anything with it because the island doesn’t have volunteer handicapped ticket people like Falmouth did.

OK, I’m done.  I feel better.

I think I woke up this morning to find myself suddenly living in Mexico. 

I have to assume if I am asked to press 1 for English I must be living in another country.

I want to go home!   NOW!

In February of 2008 my wasband, now known as Grampy,  wrote a post here about his adventure with a squirrel.  It was a true story and evidently his adventure with that squirrel has come back to haunt him.

In Grampy’s last adventure he tried to electrocute a squirrel.  This time he is trying to frighten one to death.  Not only that, he is trying to teach his 13 day old granddaughter, Lilah, how to rid our yard of all squirrels.

We have two squirrel proof bird feeders that our highly intelligent squirrel has completely conquered.  Now Grampy is convinced that our wily squirrel is a relative of the squirrel he tried to electrocute those many years ago.

A couple of days ago Grampy came home with a large ball of twine.  He proceeded to tie one end to the pole holding the bird feeder and brought the other end into the house.  Whenever he sees a squirrel near the base of the feeder he pulls the twine , the feeder shakes,  the squirrel jumps about 4 feet into the air and proceeds to run like hell because he is so scared.  Grampy stands there and howls with laughter as the frightened squirrel stares at him from the tree.

Squirrels are very persistent and our furry culprit never seems to want to give up.  Every time I turn around Grampy is at the door pulling that string.  He’s convinced that the squirrel will finally give up.  I have my doubts.

Short Grampy video

Later on Grampy brought Lilah outside to show her how to throw rocks at near squirrels to scare them.

After Grampy and Lilah came in the house they both decided to relax.