Life has been working lately! I am working hard, and things are working with me, which is a marked change from earlier in the year. I have a home inspection this afternoon and I am feeling confident about it. My family room window was just replaced this morning... Jack hit a golf ball with the lawn mower a while back. It's a double pane window and only one side got broken, so there was no urgency except to get it done before the cold weather hit. One more thing checked off the "to do" list.
My favorite tree on the property, a Bradford Pear lost a huge chunk of itself the other day during a rain storm and we hired a tree guy that a friend of my husband knows to try to save it. When they were finished making a lot of noise yesterday, they left without knocking. When I went outside, this is what I saw!

Here it is from the other side. Does one side look significantly taller than the rest of the tree?

I am not a very picky person, but this tree looks like Larry, Moe and Curly had a hand in the pruning! I was trying to save the tree, not set it up for public ridicule! When Max came home from school the first thing he said was "Mom! We're not going to keep that tree out there, are we??" I called Jack and asked him to kindly call the tree guy. He suggested he call the tree guy and have the tree guy call me back. There is definitely a disconnect somewhere between the way men and women think. If I wanted to talk to the tree guy again, wouldn't I just call him myself?? I had already called him once after he left because I couldn't believe they were really finished, what with all the debris left in the yard. The other reason I called was because when I went out the back door, the other tree I hired him to prune still had a huge tree limb hanging from it. Neatly sawed off, but hanging off the tree! I tried to pull it down, but it was firmly stuck! I didn't go out front yet! I suppose I should have walked out front before that first phone call, but I didn't. After I saw the mess they made out of my poor Pear, I wanted Jack to step in. And by stepping in, I surely didn't mean for him to call the tree guy and ask the tree guy to call me. Is anyone following this logic??
By now, I'm sure my friend Rob is wondering where the thankful part is!!! Every now and again on a Thursday, I come to it slowly! Here it is!
I am thankful to be alive and kicking and actually living in a country where I can have the beauty of nature around me and the freedom to enjoy it. I am thankful to have a little extra money to actually hire the 3 stooges to trim my trees. I am thankful for the health and well being of my children and my family. I am thankful for this little guy, that keeps me smiling, even though he had me up at 3:30 AM this morning, barking at imaginary things in the night.
Life is Grand. Make the most of it!
Carpe Diem!
Amen, I love the pictures and boy do we all need a push to being thankful. I am but I wish i were happy about it.
shelton