Lady Deer

Remember why I said my roses wouldn’t grow? And I also said I couldn’t get a picture of her.

Except I DID!

I was just hanging out in the kitchen, all cooking and stuff, and I looked out the back window to see the awesome job BF did on the lawn last night (he mowed the jungle we had goin’ on out there) and THEN!

Lady Deer was lounging out back against the fence, under the big oaks and the azaleas. Butterflies fluttered lazily by, a dragonfly flitted past busy on his way to look for me so he could terrorize me by kamikaze diving himself into my glasses because they think it’s funny when I scream a little bit.

Lady Deer (that’s her name) is so cute!

And also brave because our Behind-Us-Neighbors are total a-holes and I’m not even going to allow myself to think of what they’d do to her.

Which is nothing.

Let’s not talk about it.

They’d probably do like me and accidentally on purpose throw out a perfectly good organic apple just in case she wanted to chill in the yard again. Yup. That sounds about right.

She can totally have my roses, I like her better.

Ain’t she purty?

All This Rain

Has made some interesting stuff grow in the yard.

Incidentally, I finally figured out why my roses are having so much trouble growing, and I never, ever would have expected DEER munching on them!

We live in a neighborhood with a fair amount of people. I mean, it’s pretty wooded and there’s a good amount of undeveloped woods in one area, but I would have thought for sure no deer would come hang out in our yard. She must have figured out we don’t have a dog anymore. We’re the only ones: literally every single yard on our road has at least one dog.

It’s a lady deer most of the time (sometimes she brings her boyfriend), and she’s sneaky so I haven’t managed to get a picture of her yet. Last night I looked out the window of the back door and happened to catch a glimpse of her; sneaky lil thing was snacking on my struggling roses!

Oh well. She’s a cutie so it’s okay.

So That Happened

There really isn’t a good reason for my being so neglectful of the ol’ blog really, it’s just been raining every single day since forever – it seems that way to me – and so not much has been going on save the drowning of most of my plants and the exponential increase of the mosquito population.

Except.

Half of the biggest tree in our yard fell, so that sucked.

BF supposes that it got waterlogged with all the rain and just couldn’t handle the weight anymore. Also when it came down we saw that there was some kindof infection or something in an exposed part of the limb. Anyway we’re pretty bummed since the tree was lovely and huge and previously pretty healthy.

But! It missed hitting anything important so that’s pretty wonderful. BF spent some quality time with his chainsaw and the bugs to make it a tad bit more manageable.

Know what this means, friends??

This means that I will probably be able to set aside a piece of wood the perfect size for mushroom cultivation and also BF and I can probably figure out something cool to do with the leftover wood. He says that he’ll have to use the truck to move it though since it’s so huge. I’m hoping his Chainsaw Wizard skills are such that he can cut a slab suitable for making a sweet table.

You can see how nearly it missed what we think is the original axle to a very old wagon that I’m totally in love with and that BF is restoring. SO happy it was spared.

I supposed it was bound to come down sooner or later, it was such an enormous branch.

More Stuff

Here are those windows the BF picked up:

They need a good cleaning. And also I need to get them inside, because for real: I think they’re aged enough.

OMG You Guys!!!

So you know how BF has been really, super nice to me lately (not that he isn’t always, but he’s been surprising me with all sorts of awesomeness for the past couple days)?

Yesterday when I was laying down because of feeling like junk, he told me he needed to go back over to Dade City to go “Pick something up for Pop,” and he kept trying to get me to come out with him but I didn’t want to.

So then he came out a little bit later and kept asking me so then I started thinking I should go with him because with my luck a bizarre set of events would occur all culminating in some sort of ‘painted into a corner’ situation and he’d get screwed or something. Because that’s what happens when I don’t listen to my intuition.

The Handsome and Wonderful BF kept saying we should go to that same antiques store to check and see if the shop owner had the harp that went with the dresser to hold up the crazy heavy mirror. So I said alright because he really seemed to want to. Like, a lot.

And GUESS WHAT?!

That sweet and thoughtful and super awesome BF got the matching vanity thing (this one was a deal as well, but not nearly as much so as the other stuff we ended up with) the day before but hadn’t told me because he wanted it to be a surprise! He is just so thoughtful.

Okay so I don’t know what to call it. But here:

You’re gonna have to excuse the shredded chair upholstery (thanks, furbabies! Rrrrr) and the fact that it’s so very obvious that we haven’t finished this room yet.

I can’t figure out what the shelf was used for though…BF says maybe people sat on it to put their shoes on or something. I say…I don’t know but it’s cool as heck and I even love the spots on the mirror.

I’m going to replace the two pulls at the top with little glass knobs because one of the bottom ones is missing and was replaced with an ugly-ish one.

By the way, we found the missing pull from the dresser.

AND we found the harp for the crazy heavy dresser mirror! I am so loving this bedroom set. So pretty!

It must be my week or something.