


I just need to vent. Although I love living in my new house, there are two things that seem to repeatedly annoy me and both of them have to do with my back yard. First, every night around three in the morning there is a domestic disturbance between a couple of raccoons who live in the forest behind my house. It is not a pleasant noise to wake up to. It's like they are hissing at each other and screaming and it sounds like it is right next to my window. They need therapy or something. I just want to get a gun.
The second issue involves my dream of having beautiful hydrangeas to gaze upon when I look out my back windows. That dream seems to get shattered every 4-5 days. The first time it happened I was understanding. The second and third times were annoying and now I'm just ticked off. When my first hydrangea bloomed I was so excited and I couldn't wait to see what color it would turn out. Then next thing I knew, the long anticipated Hydrangea had been plucked. Caroline came up to me with it and said, "Look mom, I picked you a beautiful flower." I smiled and kindly explained that we shouldn't pick the flowers because we want them to last a long time so we can see them out our window. "But Mom, my teacher told us we should give our Mom flowers." (This was around Mother's day.)
So of course, I waited and waited for the next blooms. And just like that they were gone. Then Caroline tore the plant in half. Then this morning she picked another bloom off my second plant. (I taped the first plant back together, who knows the tape may just keep the stem intact- o.k. I'm not a plant surgeon, but it's worth a try.) I'm rambling- but I have one bloom left. One. I'll let you know how it makes out.
Who knows, the raccoons may just destroy it tonight.