Summer Holiday Weekend Recap
Hello and happy Monday to you! Did you melt this weekend? My Lord it was hot. And what do you do when you're us on a hot weekend? Dig out a tree obviously. 😑 Remember the pic of the tree from last week after the landscapers hacked it up? It went bye-bye. We were going to attempt to save it to possibly see if my friend could plant it at her new home (even though it should be done when dormant.) Well, after determining the roots attach to the Earth's core, we had to scrap that idea. We tried to get out early enough but it wasn't. We hacked off the top in sections using some really great pruning shears that made that job super easy then the Mr lobbed off the top so we could begin on the roots. We bought a shovel called the Root Slayer and I will say it did an amazing job getting through most of it. Neither of us are at our strongest right now so despite knowing we could've continued with chipping away at ...
My crush loved Duran Duran and her brother and my brother were friends so she found out that my older brother had gone to the Duran Duran concert and asked me if I could get her copies of pictures. I don't know exactly why I didn't just ask my brother but I decided this was the perfect opportunity for a covert mission into his room where I found his negatives (it was a disc camera, ugh) and took the disc negative, put it in a pouch I had on my bike and rode my bike pretty far out of normal bike riding range for a kid to take it directly to her house on a Saturday. She was quite puzzled that I didn't just have my brother give it to her brother but obviously I couldn't tell her that it was just because I wanted to see her, that would be too direct and sane! Instead I said something like "Oh I was heading this way already" yeah right! Well the inevitable happened and my brother found out I had stolen the negatives from him and he eventually got them back but it was just a lesson in how we do irrational things sometimes for a crush.
ReplyDeleteI did all kinds of crazy stuff when it came to crushes. Cut my hair into a punk style for one kid, smoked for another, pretended I had the same horrible music tastes as another, and did a lot of pre-teen/teen stalking just trying to catch a glimpse. I remember a friend and I would walk to a dark park across the street (a dead end street) from my main crush's giant house just to see him drive up after school. Pitiful, pitiful, pitiful.
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