and I have been for days. Would you like to hear about the prick on a 4-wheeler whose head I nearly threw a rock at? Or how I wished the man driving the Halliburton truck that just about toppled me into the ditch would EAT A POISONOUS MUSHROOM AND DIE?
Probably not. Instead, here are three things that have managed to crack my crappy mood.
Oh hell, I can only come up with two.


8 comments:
Very cute toads, you have.
A poisonous mushroom would be kind of a bad way to die. The driver must have really pissed you off O_O
Looks like a black trumpet to me...and that toad is mighty cute. Congratulations on both, but especially the 'shroom.
We have a Mr. Toad, too! They don't look like they're related, though.
Your post made me cry, but then I saw Matt and his mushroom.
Do toads know how absolutely dashing they are? Especially with that high collar of leaves. . .I hear you with the big H truck and the four wheeler. Sure you don't live here???
Oh. Ha! I just checked. You live in Scranton! No wonder. We're in Waynesburg, almost to West Virginia but not quite.
husband looks happier than toad.
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