Happy-making.
*ring ring*
Me: “Hello?”
Mom: “Hi, baby, I just wanted to see how you were holding up by yourself while (husband) is gone.”
Me: “Oh, pretty well. I stayed up too late on the computer, and of course (daughter) woke up at 6am, but I still managed to take her to a water park and we had a good OH MY GOD!!!”
Mom: “What? What?”
Me: “Deer! Mom, a deer just stumbled out of the woods!” (there is a medium-sized patch of woods at the edge of our yard)
Mom: “Wow!”
Me: “Yeah, it sort of stumbled out, like it didn’t mean to OH MY GOD!!!”
Mom: “What? Now what?”
Me: “Another one! Another one just followed it! There are two deer in my yard!”
Mom: “Wow!”
Me: “Yes! Wow! Oh, there they go, back alongside the woods back toward the sewage plant!” (Yes, the woods are a buffer zone between us and a sewage plant. Hush, it doesn’t stink most days.)
Mom: “Wow!”
Me: “Wow! Mommy, two deer were just in my yard!”
Mom: “Wow!”
Me: “Wow! Wow!”
Mom: “Wow! Gee, if I hadn’t called, you might not have seen it!”
Me: “Yeah! Wow! Thanks, Mom!”
Mom: “Anytime, darling. Wow!”
Me: “Wow! Okay, bye Mom! Wow!”
Last night I dreamt that the deer had stumbled out of the woods and started eating my husband’s carefully cultivated raspberries, which grow near the point from which they had emerged. I knew I should be stopping them from eating them, but all I could do was watch and be happy. I thought, “(Husband’s) going to be pissed, but this is so worth it.”
Deer live in the woods behind my house. Life is good.
That’s great!
We live out in the country, right, so we get deer a lot more often than that and I look out there and I sigh happily and just watch them. Of course, my friend who is much more enamored of the animals still gushes everytime they come out and, as much as I poke fun at her, she really does still appreciate them after these years of living out there.
Don’t become jaded like me! Smorples!
That’s great!
We live out in the country, right, so we get deer a lot more often than that and I look out there and I sigh happily and just watch them. Of course, my friend who is much more enamored of the animals still gushes everytime they come out and, as much as I poke fun at her, she really does still appreciate them after these years of living out there.
Don’t become jaded like me! Smorples!