Yesterday a lady bug flew through my open door and landed on my sofa. I'm pretty sure it's taken up residence now, because I keep seeing the darn thing everywhere...
I live a couple of miles from the Marin County Civic Center Farmers' Market, which feeds my little blogging hobby. Hell, it feeds me, too.
Formerly employed, I'm now a bum. Happy bum. Tomato ranchin' bum.
But I'm still mad.
12 comments:
Wouldn't that be a gentleman bug? Great photo!
I get that Americans call beetles, bugs. But how do you explain that we call those wee insects ladybirds?
how do you tell it's a manbug? Deep voice and stubble?
Did you miss me?
Zoomie: He might even be a Lord Bug!
Morgan: Oh, we call most beetles beetles. But ladybird? That's an old US president's wife's name.
Anonymous: Yeah, that, and he won't give up the remote.
Monkey Gland: Yes.
But I am wounded by your inconstancy. {sulk}
That is so cute!:)
Next Week, You silly Clean hair person!
I will be searching for Chris on Sunday at 800am. I will stop by the coffee booth.
Chilebrown: Oh! Not sure if my hair will stay clean that long.
Hah!
Yesterday a lady bug flew through my open door and landed on my sofa. I'm pretty sure it's taken up residence now, because I keep seeing the darn thing everywhere...
Sweet Bird: I'm sure it's a good thing. It flew in on the first day of spring!
We missed you this morning. I was wearing my new Bacon Camp t-shirt.
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