Saved snapping turtle, honey wont do, basketball in Misadventures of West Virginia Woman

  • May 9, 2018, 7:58 p.m.
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After work Talan and I went to McDonald’s across from our work. He saw a turtle crossing busy traffic. He darted around traffic to think it was a box turtle. Wrong! It was a snapping turtle! It hissed at him tried to bite him swinging its spike tail. Talan carried it across the road and released it in a safe stream. At first it was aggressive after it realized Talan was just being nice it looked at him as if to say thanks and went into the stream. Talan said he more afraid of being bit by the turtle than the cars driving around him. I told him it was like seeing a real game of Frogger.

After we ate at Mcdonalds we went to roses bought some light bulbs, a basket ball, and him some shirts I caught in sale $1.99 a piece knowing I.bought plus size shirts that cheap I felt like I got a great deal. Big Lots we got cat food and litter. I bought some sunscreen because I will be outside with the school kids most of tomorrow.

We are hoping if we start playing basketball that it will make Talan and I healthier. I am really bad at basketball I guess I better start practicing.

I wanted to plant flowers for Talan promise we would do it later. Month later still not done. Flowers are still not planted. Every time I try to do something he always makes excuses try another day. My honey do list quickly becomes things honey will never do!

I went to mom’s yesterday manage to get dishes pots and pans out of the house I abandoned last year after dads psychiatric episode. Those items are still in the car. I have my garden ball for outside. I am the most excited about the noise machine. I will sleep so much better. The sound of the ocean relaxes me! To bad I live in a landlock state.
I got to be up at 5 am another long day tomorrow. I better enjoy them as of June 7th I have no job. Hoping one of my job applications will hire me for summer..night


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