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<blockquote data-quote="Lil" data-source="post: 690702" data-attributes="member: 17309"><p>I'm in a mood today. I didn't sleep well again. Awake more than asleep, achy, weird dreams, up to pee three times when I didn't drink nearly that much! I hate nights like that. </p><p></p><p>The weekend was pretty good. Baked mulberry muffins and cobbler for church,<img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/emoticons/church.gif" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":church:" title="church :church:" data-shortname=":church:" /> both of which were well received. I had no idea so many people didn't know you could eat mulberries...they just thought they were for birds. I hadn't cooked with them before, so my church friends were my Guinea pigs. </p><p></p><p>Did some yard work this weekend. Jabber did the lawn, I did the weeding. Ugh. I hate weeds. Pulled the poison ivy from my flower beds. At least, it may have been poison ivy. I've never been allergic, so I never really got good at identifying it. When I was a teenager I dug a latrine in the middle of a patch at girl scout camp. Yeah...it wasn't pretty.<img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/emoticons/itching.gif" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":itching:" title="itching :itching:" data-shortname=":itching:" /> Girls got sent home. I, of course, was completely unscathed. </p><p></p><p>But regardless, it's now out of my bed. Unfortunately, so are my hosta. I noticed that the freaking deer have done their evil deeds. <img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/emoticons/grrr.gif" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":grrr:" title="grrr :grrr:" data-shortname=":grrr:" /> This weekend I was thinking how lovely they were. Today, a ragged mess. I guess I should have put out more Irish Spring, but I kind of thought as rainy as it has been, that they would have enough other food. </p><p></p><p>I stand corrected. </p><p></p><p>Damn deer.</p><p></p><p>This did not improve my mood.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Lil, post: 690702, member: 17309"] I'm in a mood today. I didn't sleep well again. Awake more than asleep, achy, weird dreams, up to pee three times when I didn't drink nearly that much! I hate nights like that. The weekend was pretty good. Baked mulberry muffins and cobbler for church,:church: both of which were well received. I had no idea so many people didn't know you could eat mulberries...they just thought they were for birds. I hadn't cooked with them before, so my church friends were my Guinea pigs. Did some yard work this weekend. Jabber did the lawn, I did the weeding. Ugh. I hate weeds. Pulled the poison ivy from my flower beds. At least, it may have been poison ivy. I've never been allergic, so I never really got good at identifying it. When I was a teenager I dug a latrine in the middle of a patch at girl scout camp. Yeah...it wasn't pretty.:itching: Girls got sent home. I, of course, was completely unscathed. But regardless, it's now out of my bed. Unfortunately, so are my hosta. I noticed that the freaking deer have done their evil deeds. :grrr: This weekend I was thinking how lovely they were. Today, a ragged mess. I guess I should have put out more Irish Spring, but I kind of thought as rainy as it has been, that they would have enough other food. I stand corrected. Damn deer. This did not improve my mood. [/QUOTE]
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