Teal is the new Green

I say teal is the new green, because it is too cold out to wear my green t-shirt and I have no long sleeved green clothes. Which is a travesty, because of my hair. However I am wearing a four-leaf clover necklace, so quit pinching, already.

So I had a great scare Thursday night. It was nearly midnight, and I was waiting up for Josh to come home even though I had to be up early the next morning. Well, I had been obsessively watching NCAA games all evening, and I was not about to turn off the tv and go to bed when No. 1 Carolina was only up by four against #16 Eastern Kentucky. Seriously. Anyway, I hear leaves crunching in the backyard, but I couldn't see out the back window. I turned out the living room lights and turned off the tv and tried to peer out again. Magic jumps up on the couch arm and starts to growl, and then I hear dead silence. She hops off the couch and hides under a table. Useless cat. Anyway, the footsteps resume, and I notice they sound heavy, but cautious. In other words, too big for the stray cats and too careful for a dog. I don't know what kind of crazy (wild) animal it might be. The elusive upstate cougar? An escaped horse? A meth addict looking for a porch to sleep on?

Or, none of the above. I went out and looked around under the windows this morning. I found tracks of at least two deer and possibly three. One is big and another small, so I expect a doe and a baby. Neat! One of the tracks is very, very heavy and I wonder if a buck wasn't with them as well, because it is so deep in the ground. I don't expect them back anytime soon, or at least not until the begonias recover. I hope they steer clear of cars in the neighborhood.

So happy St. Patrick's Day, beware of marauding begonia-chomping deer, and a private message to Nick: Anything less than a 1600 and you're voted out of the family, dude. :)