Our neighborhood is changing.
Just when you find a place to put down roots
so you can raise your children and grandchildren,
just when you think all is well,
a bad element comes into town.
Now I'm all about diversity
and kumbayaing with your fellow man.
I'm willing to try new things,
to open my mind to new ways of doing things
the pirates moved in next door.
Oh sure, at first it was all Yo Ho Ho Come Share Our Rum.
So we reached out and embraced them,
tried to celebrate their pirateness.
But I think I made a grave mistake!
We started noticing little things
that were just not right.
You know how it is, you get that tingling feeling
like things are a little off but you just can't put your finger on it.
I should have known.
This guy tried to warn me to RUN!!
Really, what does he know,
he doesn't even have a leg to stand on.
So I shook it off.
For a while.
Then I began to have the feeling they were watching my booty.
HEY, get your mind out of the gutter ! Not THAT booty.
You all know I have a veritable fortune in dehydrated tomatoes.
And tomatoes are full of what??? Vitamin C
And what happens on a long sea journey?
YES, Scurvy !
And HOW do we prevent scurvy?
Right Again- with vitamin C.
Get the picture? Booty!
It was about then that I really started feeling
something was oh..so...wrong.
Like I said, it's getting to be a rough neighborhood!
I have no idea what this guy did,
but whatever it was, I don't want to be next!
When I turned around, this guy was just hanging around
right next to this "patch" in the asphalt.
Hmmmm, what sort of shape is that?
Ohhh, this sort of shape!
TAYLOR, Run, Run, Run!
Decorations courtesy of my brother and sister in law.