family updates
Jun. 27th, 2006 01:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7Here is my brother-in-law posing behind his house with the alligator. Remember the alligator, that a while back was in their pond and Adam and all the neighbors suddenly turned into rednecks and started taking potshots at it? Well, apparently they're all real bad shots, because the gator came back. This time Adam decided to call Wildlife Control, instead of the neighbors, and so in a couple hours with considerably less firepower he and the officer caught the poor little gator.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/dragonlady7/176322010/in/photostream/
Katy missed all this, as she was inside studying. The gator looks teeny, but if you think about it, well, six feet is six feet, and that thing could still eat somebody's dog. She came outside and there's a photo of her touching the gator but she assures us it's not dangerous.
So Fiona called last night and totally destroyed my enjoyment of all this by telling me she saw on Animal Planet that they kill gators they pull out of people's ponds. Which totally harshed my mellow, dude. It's so little and cute! *wails*
Oh well, I wouldn't say that if it had eaten Scout or, more likely, Crawfish.
In other news, my poor dear uncle has gone to a one-week alcohol abuse treatment program. He's always had a fondness for the drink, which wasn't really enough of a problem to be anybody's business until he finally sought help for his depression (which we had worried about) and they put him on antidepressants which interacted with alcohol and suddenly, that was a problem. Not only do they interact with alcohol and give rise to eccentric behavior, but they also don't work, so he's still depressed, which only makes things spiral downhill. So thank heavens he's getting help. We'll see how it goes, of course; I take after him a great deal in temperament (and we also incidentally have the same misshapen big toes), and he is very much the Difficult, curmudgeonly old coot I will become in thirty years if Z doesn't convince me to mellow out a great deal.
My two little sisters will be visiting me on the 3rd and 4th, so I'm pretty psyched for that. We're also having some of Z's friends over. I haven't really decided yet about inviting work people.
Crap, I ought to do a lot more work on cleaning the house... I've been doing housework all morning, but in a sort of desultory fashion, and haven't concretely achieved a whole lot.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/dragonlady7/176322010/in/photostream/
Katy missed all this, as she was inside studying. The gator looks teeny, but if you think about it, well, six feet is six feet, and that thing could still eat somebody's dog. She came outside and there's a photo of her touching the gator but she assures us it's not dangerous.
So Fiona called last night and totally destroyed my enjoyment of all this by telling me she saw on Animal Planet that they kill gators they pull out of people's ponds. Which totally harshed my mellow, dude. It's so little and cute! *wails*
Oh well, I wouldn't say that if it had eaten Scout or, more likely, Crawfish.
In other news, my poor dear uncle has gone to a one-week alcohol abuse treatment program. He's always had a fondness for the drink, which wasn't really enough of a problem to be anybody's business until he finally sought help for his depression (which we had worried about) and they put him on antidepressants which interacted with alcohol and suddenly, that was a problem. Not only do they interact with alcohol and give rise to eccentric behavior, but they also don't work, so he's still depressed, which only makes things spiral downhill. So thank heavens he's getting help. We'll see how it goes, of course; I take after him a great deal in temperament (and we also incidentally have the same misshapen big toes), and he is very much the Difficult, curmudgeonly old coot I will become in thirty years if Z doesn't convince me to mellow out a great deal.
My two little sisters will be visiting me on the 3rd and 4th, so I'm pretty psyched for that. We're also having some of Z's friends over. I haven't really decided yet about inviting work people.
Crap, I ought to do a lot more work on cleaning the house... I've been doing housework all morning, but in a sort of desultory fashion, and haven't concretely achieved a whole lot.
