If you haven’t heard, yesterday was the last… the very last…. not one more remaining… last day of hurricane season.  Now, apparently someone forgot to notify Mother Nature since Tropical Storm Epsilon is swirlin’ in the Atlantic but she’s out in the middle of nowhere and has no hope of messing up my yard, my trees, my roof, my life.  All done… until next year.

So, may I suggest that we all work together to get Ms. Nature on a serious dose of Zoloft… maybe even some Xanax… cause someone needs to sweeten that girl up before June rolls around.  She just ain’t makin’ any friends down here and her bossy, bossy ways need to stop.  I’m just sayin’ is all!

In theory (things could always change) this is my last hurricane season.  Last one.  Wow.  Won’t be missin’ that.  The good ole days when hurricanes meant days off of school are over… now nobody gets off work, the traffic is messed up for weeks, the yard work is a killer, trees try to hit your house…. it’s just rude!

So bye bye Ms. Nature.   And… FYI….If you keep actin’ like this you ain’t never gonna get a man!