Soakin' Up Life . . . at a 100 MPH!

What is up with these love bugs? I dont' get it. I had to put up with them in East Texas and now I have to put up with them in Alabama. For those of you who are not familiar with these little "pests" there are almost always 2 of them together - hence the name "love bugs". Yes. . . together means connected. Check out the picture. You want more info click here . They are pests, plain and simple. They have no understandable purpose on the planet. They get on your paint and if not removed soon enough can damage your car's paint due to the acid in their bodies. They get on your windshield and getting them off takes an act of God. Speaking of God - what purpose do they serve. What was he thinking? It would be different if he had to clean his windshield or had to use his windshield wipers right after running through a swarm of love bugs. For those of you not in the know, imagine someone spreading butter on your windshield, but it doesn't come off! It just smear...

Well. . .I did it. I went Saturday and purchased a chainsaw ! It's mine, all mine. It's kind of funny though - I had a friend call me Saturday and asked what I was doing? I looked around the living room and found I had a room with a new couch, chair, and ottoman, concrete floor (I ripped up my carpent last weekend), my laptop screamin' the information highway and a new chainsaw. Oh yeah, I had college football on the tele and my brother, Dan, by my side. It doesn't get any better than this. This is what I would call the hi-life! How many people do you know can have college football playing in the background while they surf the internet and check out their new chainsaw? Am I a lucky man or what? YEAH BABY!! Where's that tree that fell over my fence? Oh hey, how do you start this thing? Mike

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This morning was a great morning to sit on the patio and read, spend time with God and spend time with the dogs (Mix, Dakota, and Sadie). It was a cool 73 degrees and the humidity was nice. So, with a book and some Starbucks I ventured out to hang with the dogs. We were having a great time until I let the dogs back into their room forgetting I had left the gate to the house open. It didn't take long for them to discover that free access to the house - of which they are not allowed to enter - was theirs for the taking. And so, like the dogs they are in they went. When I realized what had happened I ran in and quickly chastised them. They know they aren't allowed in the house, even if it's open and a fresh can of cat food is waiting. I mean, of course they know - THEY'RE DOGS! Well. . .they got in trouble and were put either outside or back in their room. But like the dogs they are, here they came. Dakota and Mix came with sheepish eyes and hanging heads rubbing ...

Well. . .Hurricane Katrina has passed and now we are mopping up. Some of you may have felt her impact. It's just like a woman to reap so much havoc. I have learned one thing about surviving my first BIG hurricane - anyone living in LA (Lower Alabama) needs 3 things: 1) A generator 2) A chainsaw 3) Great friends I have the third and the other two will be shortly behind. I was thoroughly amazed at how quickly people got out and cleaned up their yards. Many helped each other - at least in my neighborhood. One day it looked liked a bomb had gone off, the next day yards were pristine, yet again, with stacks of debris neatly stacked next to the curb. WOW!! I am equally amazed that people didn't prepare as well. Many are commenting on my preparedness though this is my first real hurricane - I tucked tail and ran before Dennis hit. I filled up both of my vehicles, made sure I had plent of food and water for my animals (I filled up one of my bathtubs with water as well as an ex...