Sunday, June 04, 2006

Self-indulgent blithering

That's the only possible reason for three entries in one day, unless you have a much more exciting life than I do. Still, I forgot to mention that Rooter (my resident groundhog) is back or awake or whatever, and digging herself a new den in the wayback part of the yard, and that Josh refused to mow the circle in the wayback because there were three bunnybabies playing in it. Still haven't made up my mind about him--lovely husband for Amy, soft as a kitten about animals, but a flaming bigot who looks like a total skinhead. Weird.

Oh, and just to completely date myself, my yard is shaped like a station wagon, long and narrow. The front yard is the hood, the house is the front seat, and the back yard has the back and the wayback, that last being a term from my childhood. Ahhh, riding in the wayback of a station wagon, either in a seat facing behind the car or in the flat space created by folding down the seats. That would never happen in our safety-first times.


Sherri said...

Whenever I hear the word "wayback" I think about Mr. Peabody and the Wayback machine.

snicker said...

Jammies said...

Maybe "wayback" for part of a station wagon is just an Ohio thing.

I remember Mr. Peabody and his boy, Sherman. :-)