This strange week so far

The other night as Emma was showering, we heard a yelp and a call for help to her dad. Well, that's not normal practice for a girl in the shower. Turns out, after she wrapped herself in a towel and came into the den, the shower head just blew off the holder! How the heck does that happen? Just BLEW OFF. So then water went everywhere and then there was just a single stream of water coming out of the spicket. It took 15 minutes to fix whilst Emma stood in the den with wet hair. Ridiculous. I need a new word other than ridiculous for the ridiculous things that happen here at our house.

Then two nights ago our new resident, Milo the black and white kitty disappeared. He was nowhere to be found in our yard or nearby. We called and looked, but to no avail. This morning he reappeared, after a 36 hour unexplained and unexcused absence. He looks MUCH the worse for leave, and moves like a 90 year old man. He's sleeping a lot and only moves when he has to. I fear his story, and the mystery of his whereabouts will never be revealed.

Then last night Dale and Whitney were walking in a nearby subdivision and came across this little feller.

That my friends is a tiny little pencil sized Copperhead, and according to Whitney, it's name is Martha. I however believe poisonous snake's names should be more like Butch or Chainsaw or Fang. How could it's name be Martha? Anyway, after Dale sent me a picture of it, John, Olivia and I jumped in the car to go have a look see and relocate the bugger. John, who many years ago worked in the snake house at our local zoo, is adept at picking up poisonous snakes WITH a grabber thingy. The tiny snake was placed in a minnow bucket with a secure lid, and then Olivia and I made John sit in the backseat with the bucket securely in his grasp. You just can't have poisonous snakes getting loose in the car. It would not be good.

Well, John decided to take it to school this morning to show his toxicology students. Which brings me to what Emma said to her father on the way to school. And I quote, "Just a typical day riding to work, me, Dad and a copperhead." So when he showed the little snake to his class this morning, they were shocked and dismayed to learn that copperheads cohabitate with us in our neighborhoods. But surely they do. And so do their parents. So, step lively!

Which now brings me to tonight and the movie, Moneyball.

Loved it.

And now I'm finished.