yard work.

I hate yardwork. That's probably why I haven't done any all year. On Sunday I decided to trim the shrubbery in the front yard. I took the little shrubbery-cutters and cut away...until I saw this big ass spider. It was huge. And tonight I got an email from Joanna telling me about our friend who is recovering from a bite from a brown recluse spider. I have no idea what one of those looks like but oh my God I am regretting not killing this big ass spider when I had the chance. With my luck it will find it's way inside my house and bite me. I already have to big bug bites on my arm. I'm not sure what bit me but the bites are big and itchy. Yuck. I took the weed whacker in the back yard and there are weeds so big the weed whacker won't whack them. So I took the shrubbery-cutters to the weeds. But then my oh-so-out-of-shape arms couldn't take it anymore. By the time I am done cutting weeds and shrubbery I will have forearms that will make Popeye proud. Maybe that means I should start smoking again. But just a pipe. Like Popeye. Yeah. That's it.

I can't sleep tonight. Not sure what that is all about. Tomorrow night is baseball. In September not many people go to the week night games so we should be able to get really good seats. Watch for us on tv.