Spring Mornings, Deer and Haircuts

It was so pleasant outside this morning that I decided to sit on the deck with a cup of coffee. This was, of course, after I had slathered mosquito repellant over every piece of exposed skin. It does not seem to make any difference if I empty every container containing water, every possible thing they can breed in, because they are there and they find me. After a few minutes of relaxation the cats went on alert. From experience I know they hear and see things that we as humans do not hear or see so immediately my attention followed theirs. My Does were back and they brought their babies with them. The fawn spots were gone but they were babies nonetheless. I love watching them and most times they do not run from the sound of my voice; we have become used to each other. Everything was fine until one of the children decided it was ok to nibble one of my precious Hydrangeas. I spoke up a little, asked them to stop, and they did. After a few minutes of consideration they decided to go elsewhere for a morning snack. I wish I could afford to feed them; corn maybe, but not Hydrangeas or Azaleas. If I had corn they would be welcome anytime they wanted to come but as it is they have a love of those two plants plus my Hazelnut trees. I will never have a crop of nuts because of them but I really don’t care; I love having them around.
Fannie Mae, Freddie Mac and now AIG, hum, wonder if it would do any good to write a letter asking them to bail me out of the mess I’m going to be facing soon. One CEO of one company, despite the financial problems they claimed to have, took home $54 Million in bonuses this fiscal year. I got a Christmas bonus of $50. Quite a disparity don’t you think? They also have accountants that find every single loophole in the IRS’ forms and rarely pay any taxes; you and I are lucky if we have enough deductions that our tax bill does not break us. We pay taxes on taxes or so it seems. Income tax, sales tax, gas tax, road tax, so many more and I don’t mind paying but the law should be equal. Those in the top 1% should pay more than we do don’t you think? Do you think the presidential candidates have to pay taxes on the campaign funds they have raised? I do not know the answer to that question.
Since 2002 when I dumped my long time hair stylist I have been searching for a new one. There have been so many horrible experiences that it takes a great leap of faith on my part to trust anyone to touch my hair. After it became evident that having hair almost to my waist was a pain in the, I decided to get it cut. Without mentioning shops or names I finally decided on a local stylist. What a huge mistake! I honestly don’t believe the girl would know proper layering technique if it bit her. Needless to say I was devastated. Then one day I walked into Cost Cutters; my reasoning being it could not look much worse than it did. It was my lucky day because I found Dana Story. Not only is she exactly what I was looking for in a stylist but she is a very warm and sweet person. I hope writing this does not come back to haunt me in that she gets so busy she has no time for me. All I know is if she ever leaves I am going to be very sad; she is that good.
And finally, it seems that once again I have been misunderstood or the point of what I write has been misunderstood. I do not know how to make it any plainer unless I write on a grammar school level. Come to think of it grammar school kids are probably smarter. I have a limited amount of space in which to write and I was not being politically biased I was merely pointing out that criminals, no matter their profession, have a great chance of becoming stars in America.