Bambi and Home Depot.

So.

I am not a huge shopper.

But when I am the order of shopping stops includes this in this order.

1. REI.

2. Anthropologie.

3. Target.

4. Home Depot.

YES, Home Depot.

Ridiculous I know.

I must say though I love it there!

I love that they put up Christmas decorations in the beginning of October.

Pumpkins + Christmas Trees = My world Rocked!

I love that when you go there you want to build something.

Or in my case fix something.

I love that is smells so good.

There is nothing like the smell of pine.

Did I mention the sound of the saw yet?

It is rustic and crafty... and you always spot a man who is good with his hands.

Aaaahhh love it.

Now Bambi.

Freaking Deer.

(Yes, I almost nailed 2 today on my way to Home Depot to get salt)

For those of you who don't know where I live... well... Let's just say I am out in the hills a bit.

Now I don't mind being out here.

It is warm and cozy and my own little safe haven.

If it weren't for the terrifying thought of killing Bambi or his mom everyday when I left my driveway, life might be perfect!

9 out of 10 times I almost hit a deer.

9 out of 10 times it has almost been a baby.

I am no murderer and "The Junebug" (car's given name) is so pretty and new she doesn't want to kill anything, but what is a girl to do?

So here is where you all come in.

Pray to whomever you believe in that I will not hit these poor animals.

Yes, while they are good at freezing and playing a game of charades with me,

sometimes I don't see so well and they are really good at blending in!

Not to mention I really don't want to be a hunter without a gun!

Thanks!

After my Jackass Post I got this text:

"Hey Jackass! Glad to see that I'm in a club that has more than just me! Have a great day!"

That pretty much made my day!

Also.

For those of you who are wondering what the hell my past few posts have been about.

Well. Maybe someday I will share with the world a bit more... but for now I need time.

Time is really all I have...

And that is all that I can really say about that.

Maybe someday...