In fact now that I just wrote that, I am paranoid that someone is going to tap into this blog and starting checking on me....
or that there will be some kind of "accident," I shit you not, I believe that that kind of thing happens all the time because people shoot their mouths off. And let's be honest, I feel like I shoot my mouth off a lot.
I am NOT the worst. I can point some fingers, and I will do it,too, if it comes down to me or them, but still, I know I am no innocent.
At first I thought he was rabid. Then I thought he was old and dying. After awhile I was convinced someone had sent him to get the goods on me because he was in that tree from 7:30 this morning until 7:30 tonight.
WHAT THE HELL??????
WHAT KIND OF SQUIRREL ARE YOU???
GO BOTHER ERNESTO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He even got to Will after awhile, so you know it was serious.
"Do you want to ask the squirrel if he wants to go on a walk with us?"
SEE! SEE! It bothered him too!
Look, I am not sure what he was hoping to hear, or what he was doing there, but I did NOT crack under pressure. I told him NOTHING.
Because frankly I don't have anything to tell him.
What was he hoping to learn:
That I'm almost 39, I love my husband, my kids, wine, I think my work environment is dysfunctional, but I love the people I work with and I hope to buy some new spring clothes because I am starting to look like that woman in the Suave commercial who needs "help"?
You can't get me "SQUIRREL" with your little bat-like cutesy face, pointy ears and your fluffy tail!!
Sooooooooo maybe it's time for a little summer vacation.
I admit it.
No big whoop. I need some time off. Okay. Sure..
He's gone by the way.
We came back from our walk and he was out of the tree.
Pffffftttt..stupid squirrel and his "spying".......
I knew it was nothing.
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