I have a reputation for being a little silly Chilli because sometimes I see ghosts. That means that I go all poofy and cautious.
I have to admit that it makes me wonder if there's REALLY something given that Siena and mom are blissfully unaware on most occasions. So imagine my disturbance, when I saw this last weekend:
What on earth?! Is it raining men now?
I composed myself a little when mom explained that this apparition was an arborist who was called to cut out dead wood from our Birch tree. I guess I'm okay with that!