Wacky Kinfolk and Fuzzy Bunnies

I'm not sure I can even express how overjoyed I am that this week is almost in the can. It's been a doozy.

Last night, while watching the evening news, I was disturbed to learn that a girl the Amazon went to school with was charged with statutory rape after admitting to having sex with a 13 year old boy.

We always knew the girl was a little nuts, but jeeze o' pete.

I didn't get the details because the report was drowned out by the Amazon's screaming at the television, "OH. MY. GOD. OHMAGOD. OH. GOD." It rattled her cage.. just a smidge.

Ma has decided that the 13 year old boy was my trashy, big boobed cousin with the lazy eye's boy, for no reason other than he's 13. That's how Ma's mind works.. or not. We don't get to see the boy very often, he's decided to live with his father full time since the Sunday night when his daddy brought him home after his weekend visitation, only to find that the one of blessed boobage had moved over the weekend... and didn't bother telling her own son... who lived with her.

Honestly.. if it weren't for the fact that I look just like both my parents I'd swear that Ma stole me from a baby buggy, unattended by the candy counter down at the Sears department store while my real mother was momentarily distracted by the aroma of fresh roasted pistachios and sugar encrusted, jellied orange slices.

Sometimes I can't believe I share DNA with these people.

Anywho...

Do ya'll remember the bunny who took up residence in my yard last year? Sadly, Paco the bunny met an untimely death last summer. It was that week from hell when it was like 100° in the holler, the central air died, I bought an air conditioner, then had to take it back, then my cat died... yeah.. THAT week... Paco got hit by a car and Paco's mate got hit right in front of the house as I was unloading the second a.c. unit. I didn't mention it because honestly, I didn't think ya'll would believe me if I'd told you. I mean.. there's bad luck and then there's like.. the suck of death shitty luck.

We had seen the baby bunnies which resulted from the union of Paco and his or her wild mate. We wondered if they were big enough to survive on their own. Through the winter we'd spot one every once in a while, but we didn't give it much thought.

Then, we started noticing a bunny hanging around in the yard, just like Paco. Yoda spends alot of time barking at it while it sits on the other side of the fence, wiggling it's nose and munching on grass. Yesterday morning, I went out to leave for work and noticed him sitting in the exact same spot by the van where I first found Paco. (Yes, the hippy van is still in the yard. It's not been driven in over a year. There's no tellin' what all lives in it. You might be a redneck...)

Then.. I saw babies.. two of them.. playing chase in the vacant lot across the road.

Paco lives on.

Ah well. I don't know about ya'll, but I'm looking forward to a three day weekend. It's almost here. Ya'll hang in there.

Later Taters!