As I was driving down our road after my daily grocery/ Starbucks run, I discovered this guy hanging out.
At first, I panicked. I did not have my red snake boots or hoe handy. But after snapping this pic, I drove over him…forward and back, forward and back, repeat. Not enough. Then I remembered the fire poker at the fire pit. I sprinted for it, came back and pierced it in his head…. twice. He was an arrogant fat snake. Never moved, thinking I would move first. I guess he did not know the rules of Wild Azalea Lane. We kill only a few things – ticks, mosquitos, black widows, and copperhead snakes.
We love living in the woods, but some creatures are just not welcome. Sorry Mister Copperhead.
It’s here…. The Big Green Egg!
Oh, and the Invisible Fence corrections to keep sweet Smoochie away from smoking meat…sorry sweet girl.
And, check out that deck. No algae. Go me!
I cannot wait for Rahul to make us many, many, many tasty dinners on the Egg!
Rahul’s dream of owning a Big Green Egg has been achieved! Samantha and I went to the hardware store last weekend and they were having a sale. This after dinner with friends who all have one (peer pressure), I caved. Oh and the promise of roasting turkeys for our friend Thanksgiving this year.
The problem? Where to put it? We considered off the deck, but the ground is not that level. We have a ton of space on our deck, but we also have an algae problem. I decided to eradicate that problem this morning. With a bleach product you are supposed to dilute with water (which I did not) along with one of my kid’s swim team kick boards as knee support, I scrubbed and scrubbed like Cinderella. Check out my handy work.
The Big Green Egg arrives on Tuesday!
Samantha woke me up around 4am this morning saying there was a lot of noise coming from the chicken coop. I got up, put on my glasses and some flip flops, grabbed the flashlight, and we headed outside. The noise had stopped and we saw a bunch of feathers on the ground. Oh and some giant scratches leading up the side of the fence. As I got closer to the fence, I could hear the crunching of bones…..sigh. There was no way I was going over the fence to see what had taken Buffy.
I was worried that Samantha would be sad that her chicken had been eaten most likely by a coyote or a fox, but she simply said “everyone has to eat and we should probably lock up the other 2 chickens in case he wanted seconds.” She is learning that whole circle of life thing, my little farmer girl.
I always figured if any of the chickens would get eaten, it would be Buffy. God bless her soul, but she was not the brightest of the bunch. Always Smooch’s target chicken and did things her own way. Roosting on the tree stump at night instead of in the chicken coop was probably not the best survival move. But, she was our best layer 😦
So, RIP Buffy the Buff Orpington. We will miss you.
Also keep Fireball in your thoughts. I know it is probably completely unrelated, but he did not come home this morning (we let both cats out regularly when they start wrestling and biting Rahul’s feet in the early morning hours). This happens from time to time, and in my head I know he is much smarter than our dear Buffy, but a MIA cat after the chicken murder has me on edge. Come home soon my sweet Fireball!
Update 8:30pm. Fireball was on the front porch when we came home from performance dance practice. Whew!
We have been working on Rahul’s reading room for almost a year. It was a place he wanted to have in our house for a long time. I cannot believe it is finally finished!
The room is long and narrow, which made making it work as this type of room a bit of a challenge. We bought a nice leather chair, used our old living room chair with a new slipcover, added in an old WW2 chest, book shelves made of stained pieces of treated wood and brackets and some personalized wall hangings. I love how it turned out!
It has been almost a year (think Wilco concert last October) but Rahul and I managed a date night for dinner and a night out to see Jerry Seinfeld at the DPAC. We have had tickets for a while but learned a few weeks ago that tonight was performance dance try outs at Studio A. So….we needed a sitter and a way to get Samantha to and from try outs. This is after we had to coordinate my working on a Wed afternoon with Rahul also working (he usually works at home on Weds). The kids went to piano and tutoring with a friend and then I was supposed to pick them up at the tutoring. A great plan except one of the parents in my program thought we ended at 5:30pm, not 4:45pm. Thankfully Rahul was pulling in the driveway when I called to see if he could get the kiddos and we all ended up home before 6pm. Whew.
All to say, this date night was much needed, and it was worth the effort. Jerry has aged a bit since the Seinfeld show, but his laughs did not disappoint. I cannot remember the last time I laughed so hard I had tears in my eyes.
And as I prepare to head to bed (staying up well past my bedtime….woo hoo) I am grateful for my husband who makes me do these things, out of my comfort zone, which are always worth it.
Still laughing, thanks Jerry 😉
Wow, Rahul kept us busy this holiday weekend. Aidan had a highly anticipated birthday party, so we opted not to go camping. First off, a hike at the Eno River State Park. One of those places we have been wanting to get to for a while.
Later on in the day, we headed to Southern Village for music on the lawn. We got to hang out with good friends while the kids ran around after consuming $20 worth of frozen yogurt.
Today we went to the last Durham Bulls baseball game of the season, but not before lunch at Tobacco Rd. Samantha finally got to check a bucket list item off her summer list….a root beer float. She asked for one at every single restaurant we have been to all summer. It finally happened!
Rahul snapped this pic of us at the game.
Sad to say goodbye to the summer.