K. has done a great job of convincing me that I can grow things. So, this year, I actually have flowers in my beds. Nothing really outrageous, just some that I can dump water on and they'll go to town. Tonight, there was a renegade weed. ***Disclaimer: this is ONE of those times I wish I had a man around.*** Why, you ask? Why, as a single, independent, "I can do it myself" female, do I wish I had a guy tonight? See if you can tell me: 
Wait . . . what is that you say? You can't quite make it out? Let's see if a closer look helps:
Yeah. THAT thing was hiding under the weed as I pulled it out and it JUMPED at me. And you want to know something else? I hollered! I don't like things to suddenly jump when I'm not expecting them. But, it made for a humorous moment for my neighbors, so I guess it wasn't all in vain. And, once I got a better look, he is kind of cute . . . and he eats mosquitoes! Ok. Mr. Toad, you can stay, but no sudden movements, ok? K? We clear on this? I think he agrees.
3 comments:
Thank God it wasn't a snake!
I would have hollered, jumped and RAN....
we worship frogs and toads here at my house! Well since I am a MOMMY of two little boys that pick them up every single chance they get and push them in my face. I can not bring myself to touch it however...even if it is a gift just for me picked by their loving little hands....uggggg....uggg
that toad is pretty cute!
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