What NOT to do on a Monday Morning . . .
After eating breakfast--pancakes to be precise--I started cleaning up the kitchen and noticing the bit o' batter left, decided to cook that up. After I poured three little griddle cakes into the pan, I put something in the small kitchen recycling bin. The recycling bin was looking rather full, and I made the decision to take it out to the big recycling dumpster rather than procrastinate for later. While dumping the recycling bin, I noticed that my garden beds looked rather dry, having suffered through the Sabbath sans water. I rolled out the hose and proceeded to water all of my square foot gardens and the fruit trees AND filled the chickens water. In the distance, I could hear a weird beeping noise, then another. I wondered what that could possibly be, then proceeded to push Zeke on the swing for awhile. Soph and Hal wanted to head up the street to play with friends, so I told Hal to go get a brush and bring it outside for a little backyar...