The week is almost over...

Day before yesterday, Petunia spotted a little leaf moving right next to our front door. I flipped it over to find a baby gecko squirming underneath it. Yesterday, around 11ish, I went to check the mail and the silly thing was still there, squirming around. Well, he was seriously underfoot so I was afraid of stepping on him by accident. I grabbed Bug's flip flop that was right inside the door and I flipped the gecko out into the porch. Had to do it 3 times and the last time, he laid still. Oh crap. He didn't move. I felt absolutely horrible that I just killed this little guy.

When it was time to pick Petunia up, about 2 hours later, I peeked outside and he was still laying there, so I grabbed a paper towel to move his little corpse off the porch. As I bent down to pick him up, he ran around in a circle, startling me. Stupid twit had laid there for two hours in the same position??? I had it then, and went to pick him up and he jumped and grabbed onto the paper towel, so I carried him over to my aloe plant and carefully dumped him in there. Geeze...

Yesterday was garbage day and the boys had put the can out front like they were supposed to. Unfortunately, a neighborhood dog got into it and strew garbage all over the right-of-way. I tried to fix it before taking Petunia to school but I couldn't get the stupid can to stand up straight (plus I didn't want to walk all that way smelling like garbage juice) so I waited until I got home and then cleaned up the mess. Gross. Just totally gross.

Well, since my MIL did not call when she said she was, I made Sharky call her last night. It was the right thing to do but boy did I regret it. I cannot even remember the last phone call with her that didn't upset him terribly. At one point, he begged and then actually had to "order her" not to go running to his brother with all our problems. She agreed not to, but I don't believe it - I'm pretty sure she will because she thinks it's the "right thing to do", no matter how wrong it really is. Sharky's sister is getting remarried later this month and MIL is incredibly pissed off that we cannot make it to the wedding.

Poor Mom had a terrible cough but it seems to have passed. I told her next time to try a tablespoon of honey before bed to see if it would help her out.