He fixed the pictures my computer ate!
Seriously, y'all... I don't know how he does it. Those pictures were GONE.
But because he is a super techie genius, he managed to rescue them from the deep depths of whatever my computer did to them and they were happily on my computer this morning.
Which means I can share with you the iguanas.
Yesterday we went to a picnic and these iguanas were all over the place, much to the delight of the kids. Iguanas are not native to South Florida but they thrive here. In the 80s and 90s they were very popular pets. Unfortunately when they got too big, many people released them into the wild. So now we have iguanas in South Florida.
A lot of people in South Florida are all in a tizzy about the iguanas and I don't really understand why. Sure, they're not native and that always causes an imbalance in the ecosystem but these little (sometimes big) guys aren't causing too much harm.
They eat tropical plants and their poop can carry salmonella... these are the big complaints. As for the tropical plants... hello? We're RIDDEN with tropical plants. There are more than enough for the iguanas to eat. And the poop? You bring raw chicken and eggs INTO your kitchen. Are you planning on bring iguana poo into your kitchen? No? Then explain your concern to me.
Sure, they can look a little scary, but I'm a heck of a lot more afraid of alligators who are CARNIVORES than these innocent lizards who just want a hibiscus and a nice warm place to sun themselves.
The kids thought it was hilarious to chase them into the water. The party at the pavilion next to ours actually tried to catch this large one I took a picture of. I cheered when he got away. There were a lot more younger ones hiding in the trees and darting across the grass occasionally. It was a lot of fun to watch them.
I got sun BURNED at the picnic. I feel like a fried egg today. Thank goodness for Aloe.
Happy Sunday, y'all!
2 comments:
All hail the Man! Great save! Pretty freaky about the iguanas, but cool. I wonder if my city kids would run up to them or run away screaming.
The Man Rocks. Tell him I said so, go tell him.
Himself's the same, he can fix everything, that's why I love him. He also gets to act smug about how he managed to fix it and never gives away his secrets, that's why I hate him.
Once I thought my digital camera was broken because everytime I tried to look at the pictures stored on it using the camera I got a blue screen (aka the blue screen of death on a pc). I freaked, ran to get Himself to fix the camera and it turned out the child had taken roughly one million (very close up) pics of a rug in the bathroom. It is blue. They were VERY close up. How was I to know they very pics of a rug.
Oh how he laughed.
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