“You can call me Flower if you want to”

Another day, another… sort of botched attempt at The Challenge.

I SWEAR I AM GOING TO DO SOMETHING RIGHT ONE OF THESE DAYS!

I really am, I mean it.

Amber wrote:

Plant some flowers in your yard!

I really want to do this. I totally PLAN on doing this. But… well…

It’s still kind of winter here. I know, I KNOW! It’s the First Full Day Of Spring today, but I live in Canada! And it’s cold! Not as cold as most winters, sure, but still cold enough for there still to be snow in the yard.

So basically, planting any kind of flowers in that would just basically mean condemning them to an icy death. I can just imagine them crying out from their little uh… seeds… about how horrible I am. So I can’t do it, I just can’t.

However. I *can* call Property Management and have them bring us over the topsoil and mulch that we need to get the yard ready for planting Mid-May. So there’s that:

Things I am going to (try to )do tomorrow:

Lick a lobster (thanks ever so much, Terry!)
Drink a Killian’s Red (I’m not sure if that is around here in Canada but if not I’ll try for something similar)
Headbang to Rob Zombie (I know he exists in Canada… yay!)
… and maybe more

(didn’t that last part give you frissons?)

Other news:

I THINK A SKUNK IS LIVING UNDER OUR BACK STEP.

Why do I think this? Because when I stand on the back step, I smell a skunky smell. Skunky smells? Are really, really unpleasant. Especially if they’re emanating from under your back step. Also something seems to have been digging around there. I tried taking a picture under the step but it doesn’t seem to have picked anything up (skunks are tricky little buggers): I’ve tried to get the Internet to tell me what to do and the solutions run the gamut from putting mothballs around the yard to peeing on my step. I think probably what I’ll do is call Property Management and have them come out with one of their traps and trap our friend Pepe, who will then be taken to the woods where he can … uhm… I don’t know. Do whatever it is skunks do. They eat grubs and hide from coyotes, I know that.