squirrel poo

So it's been really friggin frustrating taking the dogs out onto our upstairs patio because we had a squirrel (s?) living under the damn thing. The door would open and our pups would go crazy smelling what's underneath, trying to get at them.

So the other day we said ENOUGH and tore up the floor.

We were afraid we'd come across baby squirrels - which we'd have to feed to our dogs or make a stew out of - but luckily we didn't. Just enough squirrel poo, newspaper, plastic, leaves and other seeding materials to fill one of those brown paper bags. Spent the whole bloody evening cleaning it up.

And the whole time the cute little guy sat in the tree and watched me. Felt a little bad for him.

But really, our comfort is much more important.

Green thumbs and dirt under the fingernails

This past weekend was spent in the garden planting roots of soon-to-be gorgeous flowers and George spreading his seed.

Grass seed that is.

The property is starting to take shape. It looks neat and tidy and the Lily of the Valley is about to bloom. One of our trees is in bloom and happily, the birds have taken a liking to our property. there is even a nest of sparrows on the roof! We're very excited about this as we've made an effort to make our place bird-friendly. We have two bird feeders and a bird house. Plus we've planted seeds of various grasses that apparently birds will love.

I also transplanted some flowers that I had been growing inside for the last month. George is happy to have the bedroom window sill back. I still have my tomatoes under the grow-op in the attic. They're coming along wonderfully. I'll probably put outside this weekend.

I also planted snow pea seeds in the back.

I can't wait to see our place in middle of August! Pictures will be posted.

Cheers to queers, part deux!

We finished our volleyball season last night and celebrated with beer, onion rings, nachos and a grilled cheese.

George's team ended up with a bronze medal. Looks wonderful hanging from his neck.

My team however, failed on all counts. Despite the fact that we ended up 3rd overall for the season, we couldn't pull anymore luck out of our collective assess to win the playoff games. Sadly, i went home naked.

A big cheers to George and his medal!

Cheers to queers!

Yet another curling season has come to a sweeping conclusion! (Get it? get it?)

It came down to the final rock of the entire season... and yes... our skip actually made a shot! We won Gold in F Division. Truly a good finale considering it was the first year for our team and George's first time playing!

I was hoping George was going to win rookie of the year cause he truly deserved it, but alas, he didn't.

Yes, we have a gay old time in the gay curling league. Cheers to us!

Concert

We saw Kathleen Edwards the other night at The Phoenix. And it was awesome.

I'm a huge, huge fan and George, well, he never heard of her. But because he's a sweety, he gladly humoured me and came along for the ride.

So who was that cheering and whistling ?? Yes, George.

I think he likes Kathleen a little bit now.

She played all my favourite songs, plus her most wonderful new ones, including the stunning Alicia Ross. We ended up right in front of the stage so we could see Kathleen sweat as she rocked out. And I got one of the cookies she threw out into the audience. I shall cherish forever.

bloomin'!

It's springtime... and all the bulbs we planted last year are starting to bloom. Yeah! Here's our first Daffodil.

I think this is what it feel like when giving birth to first child.

Always a bridesmaid...