Geez-o-Pete, we've been busy lately! Not only am I deep into writing test preparation essay grading hell, but we've been actually doing stuff every weekend lately. Usually, when people ask about our weekend plans I reply, "Nothing. Absolutely nothing." But lately we've been doing stuff--fantastic stuff, but stuff nonetheless.
Which means that I am tired.
This weekend we drove down to Ft. Lauderdale to visit with friends, and spent about 16 or so hours in the car. I spent about five of those hours grading essays, and exactly zero of those hours sleeping. For the record, sleeping is much more enjoyable than grading essays. You can quote me on that.
While we were in Ft. Lauderdale, I took pictures, but apparently only of animals that are either extremely cute, extremely deadly, or some combination of the two.
Let's start with the extremely cute.
OH MY GOD BABY DUCKS.
If Matt would have let me, I would have taken all of these babies home with us where they would have lived in the bathtub until I built a pond in the back yard where they would swim and do other duck things until I trained them to do quacking and dance routines a la the Huxtable children.
But Matt said no. And he said that our friends Chandler and Joey tried that once and it was way more annoying than they thought it would be.
Plus, I'm not sure the grown-up ducks (which were the opposite of cute, by the way) were too keen on my ducknapping plan.
Maybe this one tried to kill me with its ugly red poison face? (That's what my face looked like this summer when I was a poison ivy monster.)
Moving on, look at this gross baby dinosaur I saw when I was with Tanya. Disgustment. I followed it around a parking lot trying to get a picture until I climbed into a tree and moved around, and I got the willies and finally ran away screaming. That's what happens when you chase a baby dinosaur.
Then we encountered this rare creature, Tanya's pug, Daphne. Daphne is both cute and deadly, as she demonstrated with little funny howls and her look of death. Daphne has killed three alligators in her South Florida neighborhood, and it's even gotten her on the news a couple of times.*
Finally, I returned home to find this creature, legs a' tangled, resting in its natural habitat.
*That did not happen.
Which means that I am tired.
This weekend we drove down to Ft. Lauderdale to visit with friends, and spent about 16 or so hours in the car. I spent about five of those hours grading essays, and exactly zero of those hours sleeping. For the record, sleeping is much more enjoyable than grading essays. You can quote me on that.
While we were in Ft. Lauderdale, I took pictures, but apparently only of animals that are either extremely cute, extremely deadly, or some combination of the two.
Let's start with the extremely cute.
OH MY GOD BABY DUCKS.
If Matt would have let me, I would have taken all of these babies home with us where they would have lived in the bathtub until I built a pond in the back yard where they would swim and do other duck things until I trained them to do quacking and dance routines a la the Huxtable children.
But Matt said no. And he said that our friends Chandler and Joey tried that once and it was way more annoying than they thought it would be.
Plus, I'm not sure the grown-up ducks (which were the opposite of cute, by the way) were too keen on my ducknapping plan.
Maybe this one tried to kill me with its ugly red poison face? (That's what my face looked like this summer when I was a poison ivy monster.)
Moving on, look at this gross baby dinosaur I saw when I was with Tanya. Disgustment. I followed it around a parking lot trying to get a picture until I climbed into a tree and moved around, and I got the willies and finally ran away screaming. That's what happens when you chase a baby dinosaur.
Then we encountered this rare creature, Tanya's pug, Daphne. Daphne is both cute and deadly, as she demonstrated with little funny howls and her look of death. Daphne has killed three alligators in her South Florida neighborhood, and it's even gotten her on the news a couple of times.*
Finally, I returned home to find this creature, legs a' tangled, resting in its natural habitat.
*That did not happen.
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