Pretty bird, pretty bird ...

So, staying with my "Dumb and Dumber" theme (and I realize that has more than one meaning), I would like to bring you back to my comment about my "pets heads falling off." While Ozzie's head does remain tightly fastened to his head, there is a bird somewhere on U.S. 31 in Carmel that is most likely not fairing as well. Because, a bird flew in front of my car while going 45 mph today and I heard a loud thud. We can all think positively and imagine that this bird deftly maneuvered its way through and under the Rav 4, but let's not kid ourselves. That bird is dead. I killed a cardinal today. Universe 123. Bri 0.

However, I want to update you on the whole MRSA scare. It turns out that Sam and Abe not only didn't have MRSA, they didn't have impetigo either. Sam's culture came back positive for strep. While this is not a good thing, I am just happy that I can stop worrying that I too have contracted MRSA and that it resides in every crevice of my house. The house that is now officially for sale. So, don't worry potential buyers, our house is MRSA free! Universe 123. Bri 1.

This whole house thing should be an interesting ride. Jake already hates everything about it, and tells me at least once a day that we should just stay and not move. Today he was in the front yard checking on the woodpecker hole that he had to patch this weekend (yes, we were visited by an ambitious woodpecker) and three of our neighbors yelled at him when they saw the for sale sign. One of our neighbors was on her nightly walk and pretty much assaulted him in the form of good neighbor cheer. "Do you want the tip of the day!?" she shouted. "Don't move to Carmel. It's horrible there! There's bullying and internet scandal abound!" Some neighbors tried to guilt him. "This will be our first full summer together," new neighbor James said. "I can't believe you would do that to us." And then, there is our good friends Brandon and Jenny. Brandon can't even walk over in the presence of the sale sign.

I'll admit, it is tough. But, I can't let myself think about all of the what ifs, when we don't even know what will happen tomorrow. I mean, with our track record, there could be some crazy stuff happening.

So, here is our house. Let me know if you want to buy it. We have some very loving neighbors.

Raccoon Battleground

(P.S. Bonus points for spotting Ditka, Alias, and Elmo chair)