-I haven't gone shark tooth hunting in a while. I saw some people at the beach today looking for some shark teeth. The beach I went to doesn't really have any or at least not as many as the spot I usually hit for them. I have found a couple teeth there before so I sort of have this 'mental trophy' for being the only one I know who has ever found any at this particular beach. I prepared myself to be slightly jealous if they were able to find any. They didn't. I'm still the reigning champion. Bow down shark teeth hunting losers!
- I also collect all white scallop shells and this beach has always been the best spot for those. I should have told them they wouldn't find any shark teeth but if they wanted pretty pink and white scallop shells instead, they were in luck. But I was too lazy to be nice today. Plus, then everyone would find out and the day would come when all the scallop shells would be picked over just like the shark teeth are at that beach and I can't handle any more heartbreak over Florida as it is.
-Speaking of heartbreak, I think I'm going to have to throw out my tomato plant. I noticed that the coffee can I planted it in is getting rusty and that can't be good for it? Plus it's infested with red mites and I don't want any of my other plants to get infested. Still, I feel like even if I won't be eating any of the tomatoes I should at least try to re-pot it until it's season is over and it dies naturally? Why is it that when I have to throw out a plant for the sake of the others I feel like I'm committing murder on a living thing? Especially since I had absolutely no qualms about screaming for my husband to squash a huge bug in my bathroom last night.
-Speaking of my bathroom, it now smells like Springtime Scent Raid since my husband got into a battle with said nasty bug. My closet is in a little nook inside the bathroom so now all of my clothes smell like Springtime Scent Raid as well.
*By the way thanks to everyone who didn't make fun of me over the fact that I didn't even notice I spelled 'my' wrong on my last post until just now. I'm going to leave it misspelled so that I can now have another 'mental trophy' for being the only person in the English speaking world who could misspell the word 'my.'
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Random weekend
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You are too funny. We love you even if you smell like springtime raid and spell my wrong.
I feel better then.
:o)
I noticed your misspelling, and I thought it was funny probably for the same reason you did.
I still want to make you a shark-tooth necklace.
Scented bug spray still smells like bug spray. I'm very sorry for you.
I know it's disgusting.
I can't wear my shark teeth. I'm superstitious about it. I put them all over the house for good luck, and prosperity-I feel like if I turn them into an accessory, they lose their 'power'. I do love your jewelry though...maybe I'll change my mind one of these days.
I could read it. I must be dyslexic.
As I read your words, I began to realize those things I miss out on by being an inlander with no sea coast around.
heart-Maybe I am too.
nick-Alex would love it too.
And here I thought it was supposed to read yum hair.
I hate throwing plants away too, even freshly pulled weeds. Sometimes I carefully drop them in the neighbor's yard to give them a fighting chance.
I remember hearing somewhere that spraying a plant with water and a drop of dish washing liquid kills red mites.
I heard that too-I'm going to try it.
They make Raid that smells like Springtime??
It just smells like Raid and perfume mixed together. It's disgusting.
I've been m.i.a. for a while, so I just noticed the "my" thing.
I thought it was maybe a new, hip word that I hadn't figured out yet.
I'm not cool enough for those new words...
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