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Monday, June 26, 2006

An Update

So I've still been watching the birdfeeder. It's true...and kind of pathetic, I know. Anyway...the squirrels are back. Well, one to be exact. This stupid thing still thinks he can get to the food. I just watched for 20 minutes as the thing tried to jump from the branch, straight down to the ledge. He must have done it at least 5 times. And every time he ricoched right off the hood that is there just for that purpose. I tried to take pictures. Really, I did. But when I finally got out my camera, he only tried one more time, and the camera didn't take the picture in time. I'm going to keep trying though...don't worry!

Thursday, June 22, 2006

My Backyard

I have a great room. It's in the back of the house, and my desk and computer are positioned so that I can see right out into the backyard.

My dad has a great yard. He takes a lot of pride in his yard, and is constantly working on it. When he used to leave the house to go to work, the first thing he did when he got home was wander around the yard, making sure everything was still as it should be. We generally didn't see him for about a half an hour after he got home. My dad hung up a birdfeeder in the backyard a few weeks ago. He hung it on a brach that wasn't near any other branches thinking this would stop the squirrels from getting to it. He was wrong.

I watched as a squirrel shimmied right down the wire and positioned themselves on the birdfeeder. Well, then a second squirrel went down after it. The third tried, but it was too much, and they all fell off. It was quite amusing. So, the smart buggers figured out that only 2 at a time could sit on the birdfeeder. I spent a few days watching the squirrels go up and down the wire from my window.

After a few days of this, I just had to tell my dad that it was the squirrels, not the birds, enjoying the food. No matter, he bought a hood for the birdfeeder. This would solve the problem he was sure. Now we could all enjoy watching the birds. But those damn squirrels (that was so my grandfather talking just then)! I sat at my desk and watched again, as the squirrels out-witted my dad. They continued to climb down the wire, and ever so carefully climb down the hood, until they could leap to the wire continuing down to the food. This was even more fun to watch than before! The more he tried to keep them away, the more amusement I got.

Finally, my brother stepped up to the plate. He took a stick of butter, and rubbed it around the edge of the hood. Now when the squirrels got to the hood, they just slid right off. Imagine a greased playground slide. So I watched in utter amusement as the squirrels slid right off the hood, over and over and over again. They're persistant those squirrels. But they finally got the hint, and they now must be content to sit on the ground, under the birdfeeder, hoping that some bird will knock a few pieces of seed onto the ground. I suppose I'll just have to find something else to amuse me now. Oh well!

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Eva Peron

I check my horoscope almost daily. Not because I really believe in my horoscope, but somehow I got into the habit of emailing Kate our horoscope every day since we are both Pisces. MSN has this great little feature "On this day in history." I find it very interesting, and always read it after my horoscope. (If by any chance you are reading this and are also a fish...you are advised to take some time for yourself because you've been so helpful to others lately. Learn how to meditate.)

On this day in 1978, the musical Evita premiered in London.

I'm a big fan of Eva Peron. She did a lot of great stuff for the Descamisados, despite those accusations that she was hoarding some of the money, whatever. And really, her story is amazing. Young girl from the wrong side of the tracks has big dreams, sleeps around to climb the social ladder, meets the right kinda guy, and finally becomes first lady of Argentina. If she can do it, who can't? It's really the right message to be sending people...if you aren't getting what you want, you're sleeping with the wrong guy.