Remember last week when I told you I re-painted my patio furniture at the lake? Well, here's what it looks like now. I have one purple chair and that one's my favorite.
This is my view towards the lake from the patio. Isn't that relaxing?
In April when we were down at the lake, I was taking a little afternoon nap when I was jolted awake by the sound of somebody shooting the BB gun off the back deck. Since Tony wasn't with us for that trip, I knew it had to be my nephew Kyle. But for the life of me, I couldn't imagine what he was shooting at. So I got up to look.
Do you see that birdhouse over there hanging on the tree to the right?
This is what he was shooting at.
This is a birdhouse that a friend of mine recently made for me. Hello!!!???.... Kyle, are ya crazy?? I walked out on the deck and asked Kyle what the heck he thought he was doing???? Only I didn't say heck. I used a much stronger word, one that won't be appropriate here, but would get through to an 18 year old street wise Chicago kid.
So Kyle looks up at me and very sweetly says, "The hole wasn't big enough, so I made it larger." Let me tell you, he was all proud of himself. Now, I have to admit that I cracked up. After all, Kyle is a pretty good shot. Look at the distance he was shooting from......
And the good job he did........
I just shook my head and told him to knock it off because that birdhouse was a gift and I didn't want it riddled with BB's. Then I went back to bed. 18 year old boys are so nutty sometimes.....
In case anyone was wondering, NO birds were yet in residence and no birds were harmed in the birdhouse attack!