Tuesday, April 17, 2012

There are men roofing on the house down the street. In the rain.

Ug.

I want to take them some warm soup and a bottle of Scotch.

But then they'd fall off and hurt themselves. I hope they're done soon and they can go home to a shower and dinner.

Sheesh. Sometimes the weather is just a bitch.

6 comments:

Ms. Moon said...

Roofers are the toughest men in the world. I swear. You should see roofers in Florida. In August.
Jesus.
So what IS that beautiful picture at the top of your page? It looks to me like a camellia of some sort. Is it? It is so gorgeous.

beth coyote said...

Yup, a camellia. They bloom before everything else. They're outrageous and silly and we love them.

Ellena said...

Ha, sometimes the roofers are the bitch. I know - my brother is one.

Radish King said...

I was hoping you'd send them my way since the ton of men outside my house have left.
love,
Rebecca

ps. That tomato soup was AMAZING.

beth coyote said...

O, I should have, Mz RK! Wet, drippy, cold men. Warmed by your hearth and home and tea and um, your other fine attributes.

XXX B

beth coyote said...

O, I should have, Mz RK! Wet, drippy, cold men. Warmed by your hearth and home and tea and um, your other fine attributes.

XXX B