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That’s how my roommie greeted me around 11 o’clock this morning. We had a small monsoon that started around 10:30 and usually, a sustained downpour like that makes a nice puddle in our kitchen beneath the window, but does not usually bring friends into the kitchen.

My head is pounding this morning, as it is raining and also spring in Southeast Texas. This means everything outdoors is coated with a light yellow powder (pollen) and allergy sufferers like me are miserable. This is one of the reasons why, at 10:30, I was still in bed when the rain started.

After the frog announcement, I fumble around for my glasses so that I can accurately verify if there’s a frog in our kitchen. I am asked to go downstairs as the backup in the Frog Relocation Program. Jene’ says Q-bert (this is the name chosen for the frog) is her friend, meaning, that Q-bert will eat mosquitoes outside of our apartment, and therefore, deserves to live. I agree and once downstairs, I verify that indeed, we have a frog on our window sill.

Q-bert looks as if he just lost his tadpole tail this week. He is that froggy brownish green color and looks to be about an inch and a half long. Q-bert appears to be not a tadpole, not yet a frog (sorry for the Britney reference). He looks up at us as if to say, “there’s just too much water out there, can I stay in here with you?” but Jene’ has already grabbed an empty small butter plastic butter dish (or was it a lemon chill cup?) and a paper towel and slowly eases Q-bert into it. She releases him outside and eventually (we know because we checked) he hops away.

Yes, that was the excitement of our morning. We have both taken applicable meds and are feeling much better… well, I am, but Jene’ is still a little dizzy. This means I will drive to the movie later and then we’ll stop by Sam’s to restock on goodies since I am working every day this month and have a slight surplus of cash (which will allow for necessities like toilet paper).

Roommie has now blogged about Q-bert as well. Need to go check that out!


I seek to live, breathe & work creatively. Late bloomer. I survived breast cancer and so much more. I will meet each challenge w/determination, badassery & sass!

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