Archive for August, 2008

MySpace Husband Survey

Wednesday, August 6th, 2008

1. How did you meet your husband and how old were you?
I was 19 and he was 24. He was home on leave working at the recruiting office when I joined the reserves. He was reading a fantasy book and he was super hot in his class c’s! My friend and I called him Sgt. [...]

Chicklets

Wednesday, August 6th, 2008

My Easter Egg Bantams arrived yesterday! They are super cute and really, really freaking loud. Hence, they are living in a rubbermaid bin in the sunshine during the day and in the warm garage at night. Here are the new ladies:

This is Twinkle… can you guess who chose that name?

This is Serama the [...]

I’m Special.

Wednesday, August 6th, 2008

And not in a good way.
I tend to embrace new things slowly, if at all. It may be better or faster or more convenient but I have a hard time with change. I can change my clothes, my hair color and the color of my living room walls with no problem… just don’t ask me [...]

Hank Hill Would Hate Me

Monday, August 4th, 2008

I hate grass.
Not in nature… gorgeous meadows of wild grasses and flowers blooming together, that kind of grass I am fond of. That soft, lovely green stuff found on golf courses and outdoor stadiums, that stuff is fine.
I’m talking about lawns, specifically. Such a resource-wasting-time-consuming-non-producing bit of Americana. The whole white picket fence syndrome. Its [...]