We lost 3 trees. My pretty blooming cherry tree that I love? UPROOTED. It's a 15' freaking tree & Craig had to cut it to keep the fence from being knocked over. Then thank GOD we had Lan turn the front tree into an umbrella tree or it would have gone.
The other back yard tree that died, whatever. Compared to my blooming cherry tree I'm not as pissed.
I CRIED over it yesterday and ate a handful of stale chocolate from the xmas stockings.
So then today? The SKYLIGHT is leaking. Not a little. HUGE freaking puddles and a straight "Drip Drip Drip" onto the floor. So I'll be calling a roof guy.
Whatever. Screw you stupid weather. Taking my vacation money. Fine. I guess I wanted a new skylight and a tiny tree instead of my nice tree and the same skylight. I feel hostile. I'm also out of fresh produce. I'm going to go lay down and stop whining. And curl up on the couch.
When I heard Etta James died I kept hearing in my head, "At last,..my death,..has come along. Painful cancer is over. And for eternity I'll be known for this song." I hope her classy spirit shall dance along at her funeral. That she'll be appreciated and her family will stop fighting over her estate. Money can make some people get so ugly. I hope that when I go there is enough left so that it isn't a big burden on anyone, but not so much that it causes fighting and strife.
Hard to believe that everyone involved around the Anna Nicole case died before anything was resolved. Just goes to show,..grudges and songs,.both are less fleeting than life.
I wonder what all the trees lost could tell us has happened at this home if they could talk?