This Twirly Gig was a May Day gift for me …from me. Somehow it ended up in my shopping cart one day when I was buying bird seed. When I got to the car Far Guy said “ That twirly gig must have lept right off the shelf into your cart.” He knows me well. I had one just like it last year except it was pink. That one nearly drove me nuts…it kept losings its petals…I glued it many times…until finally the lawn mower took care of some of the petals and I threw the whole thing away. This time I have fooled the foreigners that made it…I glued every wire on every petal before I put it outside.
I wonder how long it will last?
It is one of the only things that remotely looks like a flower in our yard.
Took my Dad to Bingo…we were losers. He won last week when I was under the weather with my oral surgery…go figure…who is the jinx?
My mouth is finally better. I still have a bit of soreness and an earache…after 9 days…the stitches haven’t driven me crazy yet…I hope they dissolve soon…two are gone…two are left….flopping around driving my tongue nuts. I have finished the antibiotics and hope the infection does not come back again.