Pssst! Psssssttt! Right over here...it's me the bunny. Listen, the bird and I have a few things to show you.
There've been a few changes over the weekend.
For one thing She-Who-Always-Putters put that forsythia way over there so I wouldn't be able to eat it. Drat! Oh well, that's one thing — the forsythia is blooming.
Yup, here we are again. She-Who-Always-Putters found an old window frame. Big deal! But, noooo, She thinks it's the greatest thing since soap. Apparently, so does He — He-Who-Always-Putters. See that joint on the end there below? He goes ga-ga for that kind of stuff. So between her going on and on about patina and his going on and on about old construction...weird!
What did She do with the old frame? It's out on its keister...
But that's not the best news of the weekend. The best news is that He is a brand new great-grandfather. Yup, great: G.R.E.A.T. Grrrreat! His granddaughter and her husband have welcomed a precious baby boy to their family.
Say, come back tomorrow and see how much mileage She can get out of the same old story retold. Oh, She says to have a great day!
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