Grumble, grumble.....

[nofearengineer]

I got home today, happy for a change. My buddy called, and he wanted to do some fishing before his shoulder surgery next week. We're going to head to a lake with tons of 5-8lb Bowfin in it. Gonna be fun.

I have been so pre-occupied with my lawn lately, I needed the distraction. Didn't happen. As I pulled in the driveway, I get to stare at my neighbor's absolutely STUNNING crop of crabgrass.
(Note: it's the bright green carpet all over her hillside that I have been unable to stop from spreading into my nice dark green bluegrass lawn.) So I am sort of annoyed at this point.

While I am muttering to myself, and futilely pulling at some of the weeds, I look up to the west and see this...



Great....more rain for my grass. I'm actually cheered up by this. So I go into my backyard to see how much worse the crabgrass is than I thought....and all hell breaks loose. I took this nice picture of the first shingle to blow off my house.



I made a swift retreat into my house, because I could hear my parrot yelling about the thunder and lightning. After it was over, I went outside to assess the damage.

I think the only words that can capture what I felt at that moment were "!$^@#%^@!$^@$%&@#$"



Remember I said I Mother Nature was cruel? I guess I should have kept my big, fat mouth shut.

Oh well, I guess I am glad I have home insurance, but the deductible is going to eat very heavily into my "remainder of 2010" tackle fund.