I said, "you're making that up!" "No, really," he said throwing the paper at me. Now the background of this is that at work I call him "The Sheriff." He has a bunch of slackers working in receiving and on the loading dock for him, so he's constantly hounding those people to keep moving and get those trucks unloaded and production inventory received. He meets me for lunch and in about 23 minutes, he's gobbled all his food and is taking off to get back to work again (usually while looking at me and tapping his watch...) I'm glad I don't have to work for him because he IS a drill sergeant! However, the work gets done and usually with very few errors.
After I finished reading his horoscope, I read mine which was even funnier than Rick's: "At a very core level, everyone is strange. So stop trying to hide your feelings, and share them instead. You're likely to come up with a unique, artistic expression."
Isn't that a scream? How did that horoscope writer know I was strange?? At least I don't have to hide it anymore.
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Remember in yesterday's post I was complaining because I hadn't seen a Hairy Woodpecker to count in my FeederWatch tally? Well, look who just happened to show up this afternoon shortly after I got home from work.....
I've seen Mrs. Hairy a couple times in the yard this fall, but today I was fortunate enough to see Mr. Hairy at the suet feeder closest to the house, and he stayed around long enough for me to get several pretty good pictures. Woo-Hoo!
Isn't he a handsome fellow? His white feathers are so bright and clean looking--not at all like the poor, worn-out feathers they usually wear at the end of the summer after working hard to feed and care for their new family.