Wherein I have a stern talk with Mother Nature…

Dearest Mother Nature,

I don’t know what has gotten into you recently, but why are you breaking my heart?  You give me perfect skating weather for a whole week, then, BAM!, hot again.  WTF?  And not only do you gotta be hotter than the freaking Sahara Desert, but you also have to have an affair with Mr. Thunderstorm.  Now, Mother Nature, I don’t know if you know anything about skating, but I will tell you that Hot is not good, because I don’t enjoy coming back from my lunch break all smelly, and Wet bodes ill for my board… Not to mention I’d personally rather be dry. 

Now, Mother Nature, I have company coming to skate with me tomorrow, so you’d better straighten up your act so that we will have a nice day for skating.  If you don’t, believe me, you will never hear the end of it.  I may well consider disowning you.

In conclusion, I do not like deserts and I do not like your affairs with Master Thunderstorm.  If you would like to avoid my wrath, I suggest you shape up.  Do you hear me?

Sincerely,

Notthegrrl

Perspective

FADE IN

INT. FRONT DESK OF VETERINARY CLINIC

Two American women sit behind the desk conversing as a Scotsman, who has lived in American for seven years, enters from back and asks a question to neither woman in particular, but also to both at the same time.

SCOTSMAN

Do you have a penny with Abraham Lincoln on it?

Neither woman pays heed to the words from the Scotsman, until abruptly one of the women looks up queerly at him.

WOMAN #1

All pennies have Abraham Lincoln on them.

SCOTSMAN

Oh.  I thought I’d have a hard time finding one.

The women look at each other than back to the Scotsman in disbelief.

The End

Omg… cute attack!

Just looking at old pics, and found this one of Trooper after he had just learned how to get up.  If he isn’t the cutest thing you have ever seen then you don’t know what cute is.  Srsly.