Apparently, my do-gooder neighbors decided to get up yesterday morning while I was at Saint Simons Island and do some beautification. Normally, I’d be happy about this, as our ‘hood certainly needs it. However, they covered up the graffiti from my masthead wall!
Just who the hell does this woman think she is? The Anti-Muskrat-Masthead President? Bi-atch.
I’d planned to make another picture in front of it with the new baby in the stroller, along with Toddler, once he’s old enough to leave the house. Sadly, now I’ll have to wait for some local hoodlums to paint new gang signs, profanity, and odes to the murdered before I can recreate an updated masthead. Sigh.
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