"That bunch next door is having a party tonight. There better not be any disruption to my beauty sleep."
To which CBW says, "Pay no attention to this ornery, honkin' son of a gun who causes more disruption than any other animal I've ever known."
Speaking of the big party tonight, is it over yet? I'm worn right out. Middle Sister and her husband arrived last night. Chesapeake Bay Daughter had an away (far, far away) basketball game last night. There's still macaroni and cheese to bake; pork tenderloins to marinate, and ham biscuits to make. Fruits, vegetables and cheeses need slicing. Wine needs pouring. Floors need sweeping and dust bunnies need evicting.
Come on over and help me clean help us celebrate my father's 70th birthday. The festivities begin at or near 6:00.
Hopefully you'll avoid any encounters with this:
Take a gander (pun intended) at those beady little eyes.
As long as we're still talking about how much work there is left to do Gustav, below is a video the Chesapeake Bay Children made last summer for Blog Fest. There may be a misspelled word or two, but even innocent children can see Gustav equates to chaos and bedlam.
Here's to keeping Gustav, chaos and bedlam at bay.
