What's a girl to do? I'm just rolling here minding my own business on the unfinished patio. I mean I wouldn't complain or anything...um...like it's only been 3 years since dad started this project. All I ask is that it gets done in the next decade. The rocks do feel kind of good.
Then my pesky brother Figaro shows up and puts his nose where it shouldn't be put. Really.
He says he just wants to hang out with me, but I know better.
He's STARING at me!
Works every time!