I opened the door last night to let the puppies outside and the pungent odor of skunk filled my nostrils. That’s a sure sign I’m not in Kansas Seymour anymore.
So now we have Sophie the Skunk, Rick the Racoon (who still leaves prints on the stairs from the downstairs deck to upstairs one), and Brad the hummingbird (who is probably sunning himself in Puerto Rico by now). Lilly Mae Clampett has nothing on me, y’all. 🙂
I’m officially a hillbilly.
A dude named Fluff (yes, seriously… and the name fit him perfectly) delivered wood today so we’re set for a little while.
As it stands right now I’m a HUGE FAN of the outdoor wood furnace and radiant floor heat. The floors are toasty warm and it’s fabulous. What we need to figure out is how to regulate the water temperature going out from the hot water heater to the rest of the house. It will melt flesh from bones it’s so hot.
TIL (Today I Learned): To help reduce the high male to female ratio (5:1) in a small Australian mining town (Mount Isa), the mayor put out a call to lonely “beauty-disadvantaged women” to move to Mount Isa for a chance to find love.