Sunday night, Angel #4 and I each made a snowman in the front yard. They're right in front of the patio door in the living room. Once it got light out on Monday, Diesel the doofus dog noticed them and spent the day lying by the door, occasionally growling and barking at them (apparently, he forgot that he was out there with us when we made them). According to WE, Diesel was concerned because there were strange things in our yard and they weren't leaving. Eventually, he got used to them and would only wander by the door once in a while to check to make sure they were still there and hadn't come any closer to the house or something. Then yesterday afternoon, he was growling, barking, and his back hair was standing on end. I couldn't figure out what his problem was until I looked out the window and discovered that his fears had been realized. One of the snowmen had MOVED! The sun had been slowly melting the snow and #4's snowman was starting to lean over, finally, it fell completely over and that's what sent Diesel into his spaz attack. Mine is still upright, but I don't thing it'll survive the day, so I imagine Diesel will freak out again.
Hubs has been Skyping me from the Cayman Islands. Just as I'm debating the wisdom/cost of turning the thermostat up a few degrees, he pops on my screen, sitting poolside with the palm trees waving in the background. Then...THEN, he has the nerve to say that he's ready to go home. Yeah, like I'm believing that one. To top it all off, he then tells me how he had the greatest fish tacos for lunch. I don't think you can get a fish taco for love or money here in Wisconsin...at least not a good one. If you're ever on Hawaii's Big Island, you HAVE to stop at Lulu's for a fish taco, they're the best on the island - at least I think so, hubs vote goes to the ones at The Harbor. And don't let the thought scare you off, they are freaking delicious. Shoot, now I'm hungry.
Hey, does anyone watch The Neighbors? It's hilarious, though when I try to explain the premise to people, I just get strange looks. But trust me, a human family living in a subdivision full of aliens named after sports stars is stinking funny. Every time I see Kareem Abdul Jabbar, the short, fat little Asian dude, I just have to giggle. I guess it appeals to my sense of the bizarre.
Edited to add: CALLED IT! Doofus has spent the last 15 minutes looking out the window and growling in anticipation. All of a sudden, he jumped up, fur standing on end, barking like a moron, the 2nd snowman had just fallen down.