now, onto the bad news. actually, there's really only one piece of bad news, but for me, it's bad enough to last a lifetime. if you didn't know, i'm a morning person, just like the birds. a little while after i got up this morning, i decided to go out and check on the birdies at the feeder. side note, we have bluebirds, cardinals, goldfinches, doves, tufted titmice and chickadees all at once, at any given time! so, i went out to check on the birds, and as i was walking down my sidewalk, i noticed something on the bricks on the front of my house. so i walked a little closer not expecting much, and i realized it was a baby snake. a copperhead to be exact (yes, they're poisonous). the only reason i didn't pee my pants was because i'd just gone to the bathroom, but i can tell you that i felt like i wanted to pee myself! you can't even imagine how scared i am of snakes. anyway, the spawn of satan was clinging onto the bricks because they were warm whereas everything else was so cool. i debated whether or not i should call chris to come and take care of the snake, or just wait and hope the nasty thing went away, far away. i reminded myself of the black snake that got inside and stretched out in my bedroom the summer before last, and the decision was easy: CALL CHRIS! so i did, and he came like my knight and shining armor and rid me of the little beast forever! the end.
and that's all! how has your weekend been so far?