THE BUCK SHACK
Yep! He dragged me out to the buck shack. First of all you gotta pull all the weeds away from the door just to get in it. Knock down all the bees nest (after all if you get a fire going then they'll come alive). OMG what in the hell is this a roll of toilet paper all chewed up by some varment and chewed up nut shells to boot. So let's clean out the stove aauuugh! somethings moving OMG it's a gigantic rodent, that mad me crawl out of my skin till I beat it to death with a broom, and even broke the broom handle doing that. A squirels nest yuck that was in the stove pipe oh and looky here a birds nest with the eggs still in it makes you wonder what happened tothe creature sitting on the eggs. Probably a barn cat got it I would guess they gotta eat, too. Eww another mouse nest oh and with one baby dried up mouse in it. See this Buck shack is way out in the woods I mean it's a nice hike to get back to it can't believe the wild life we've seen wish I had my camera when we went back. The deer are just in big numbers back here but so far not one buck has showed his face, just like a man to hide behind a woman's skirt. So the other wild creaters will take it over we go through this every year but I usually have talked my way out of it, or I pretend to be sleeping real sound and he doesn't bother me but he picked today no preperation for me to sneak out of the idea.
Well well well looky here he was really the sneaky one had a bottle of wine and a couple of glasses, sez he celebrating being able to get me back here but i know what he's really got on his mind, he wants to romance out here in the woods but let me tell you I find nothing romantic about a buck shack, dead weeds, and everything is brown let alone cold, too.
Well when we get done here he sez's he's gonna take me out to dinner yeah right I've got mudding swamp boots on insulated bibs and a red plaid coat with an orange stocking cap.
Ojh and lets not forget the twigs in my hair.....well needless to say...he decided to go to the Ponderosa. Now he look's like Paul Bunnion (he stand over six foot tall) and me like some poor hilbilly hick girl he found along the way....well we drew enough attention.
Next year I gota make plans!!!! Oh by the way he wants me to go back out tomorrow and help replace the windows in the buck shack they seem to be broken and the sliders don't work....yep you guest I'll lay real still so he'll feel guilty about disturbing me tomorrow morning....
Yep! He dragged me out to the buck shack. First of all you gotta pull all the weeds away from the door just to get in it. Knock down all the bees nest (after all if you get a fire going then they'll come alive). OMG what in the hell is this a roll of toilet paper all chewed up by some varment and chewed up nut shells to boot. So let's clean out the stove aauuugh! somethings moving OMG it's a gigantic rodent, that mad me crawl out of my skin till I beat it to death with a broom, and even broke the broom handle doing that. A squirels nest yuck that was in the stove pipe oh and looky here a birds nest with the eggs still in it makes you wonder what happened tothe creature sitting on the eggs. Probably a barn cat got it I would guess they gotta eat, too. Eww another mouse nest oh and with one baby dried up mouse in it. See this Buck shack is way out in the woods I mean it's a nice hike to get back to it can't believe the wild life we've seen wish I had my camera when we went back. The deer are just in big numbers back here but so far not one buck has showed his face, just like a man to hide behind a woman's skirt. So the other wild creaters will take it over we go through this every year but I usually have talked my way out of it, or I pretend to be sleeping real sound and he doesn't bother me but he picked today no preperation for me to sneak out of the idea.
Well well well looky here he was really the sneaky one had a bottle of wine and a couple of glasses, sez he celebrating being able to get me back here but i know what he's really got on his mind, he wants to romance out here in the woods but let me tell you I find nothing romantic about a buck shack, dead weeds, and everything is brown let alone cold, too.
Well when we get done here he sez's he's gonna take me out to dinner yeah right I've got mudding swamp boots on insulated bibs and a red plaid coat with an orange stocking cap.
Ojh and lets not forget the twigs in my hair.....well needless to say...he decided to go to the Ponderosa. Now he look's like Paul Bunnion (he stand over six foot tall) and me like some poor hilbilly hick girl he found along the way....well we drew enough attention.
Next year I gota make plans!!!! Oh by the way he wants me to go back out tomorrow and help replace the windows in the buck shack they seem to be broken and the sliders don't work....yep you guest I'll lay real still so he'll feel guilty about disturbing me tomorrow morning....
posted by paris at 1:22 PM
2 Comments:
I thought you where going to gussy up and go party. :-) I know gals that love going out and doing those things, and gals that don't. Wish I had one of each. LOL
Now why would you want one of each explain your reasoning behind it? I guess I'm both: New York is where i'd rather be, Fresh Air, the Stores, Green acres is where we'll be, Just give ma that park avenue.
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