Naturalizer Women's Bates Dress Boot
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Family addition
Yay! More doggies!
This is Leah, otherwise known as "Little Bit," since she's just a little bit of a dog. She was probably a puppy mill mommy- she was found wandering the streets with 2 lbs of extra matted fur on her 8lb frame. Luckily my Mom was at the shelter when she arrived, but was turned away because they didn't have the room. Mom said she was just fostering her, but also luckily Mom is a sucker (and who wouldn't be for this sweet tiny girl?) and now she has a forever home with us. Plus she's 8 years old, technically a senior dog, and all she wants to do is sit on the couch all day and night :) She wasn't sure about sitting with us at first but now she's starting to cuddle up and even crawl in the occasional lap. She follows everyone around the house (even though her cataracts are so bad she's practically blind), especially my Dad, which is good since Mom brought her home and later adopted her without running it by him, as is her style.
The rest of the "farm" is doing well...
Moonshine & Pixie Sitx are as cute as ever :)
Mom & I got a truck load of hay to feed them this winter, & stacked it to make a wall to break the wind where they sleep. We also modified their "house" for better wind coverage, and I raked up some straw from the back yard to put inside to sleep on, although they seem content to sleep on top of their house for now... we'll see if that changes in February when it gets really cold :)
The chickens are doing pretty well, except half have decided to wait until spring to start laying eggs, so we get 2-3 eggs a day. We gave the white chicken, Coco, a feather trim on her hen-fro so she can see better. The red chicken in the foreground, Daisy, is a scamp who is often on the wrong side of the fence or grabbing the last grape or piece of corn.
One of our chickens, Bridgett, has gone "broody," which means she sits in one of the nesting boxes all day and night, thinking she has to incubate an egg. She will lay eggs but we take them (since they won't incubate anyway- we have no rooster- and if we leave it she will get attached to it), but she will also go sit in the other nesting box if one of the other chickens has laid an egg there, so she can incubate it. We have to throw her out of the box once a day to make sure she eats, drinks, and goes "potty," because she won't leave if we don't make her.
And wrapping up with family additions, here's a screenshot from the video I took of Tommy about to propose to my sister, Megan (when she opens her eyes & sees the ring, she starts to cry and it would embarrass her if I posted that). The whole ordeal was very sweet, and he's a great man. I wish them all the happiness in the world.
This is Leah, otherwise known as "Little Bit," since she's just a little bit of a dog. She was probably a puppy mill mommy- she was found wandering the streets with 2 lbs of extra matted fur on her 8lb frame. Luckily my Mom was at the shelter when she arrived, but was turned away because they didn't have the room. Mom said she was just fostering her, but also luckily Mom is a sucker (and who wouldn't be for this sweet tiny girl?) and now she has a forever home with us. Plus she's 8 years old, technically a senior dog, and all she wants to do is sit on the couch all day and night :) She wasn't sure about sitting with us at first but now she's starting to cuddle up and even crawl in the occasional lap. She follows everyone around the house (even though her cataracts are so bad she's practically blind), especially my Dad, which is good since Mom brought her home and later adopted her without running it by him, as is her style.
The rest of the "farm" is doing well...
Moonshine & Pixie Sitx are as cute as ever :)
Mom & I got a truck load of hay to feed them this winter, & stacked it to make a wall to break the wind where they sleep. We also modified their "house" for better wind coverage, and I raked up some straw from the back yard to put inside to sleep on, although they seem content to sleep on top of their house for now... we'll see if that changes in February when it gets really cold :)
The chickens are doing pretty well, except half have decided to wait until spring to start laying eggs, so we get 2-3 eggs a day. We gave the white chicken, Coco, a feather trim on her hen-fro so she can see better. The red chicken in the foreground, Daisy, is a scamp who is often on the wrong side of the fence or grabbing the last grape or piece of corn.
One of our chickens, Bridgett, has gone "broody," which means she sits in one of the nesting boxes all day and night, thinking she has to incubate an egg. She will lay eggs but we take them (since they won't incubate anyway- we have no rooster- and if we leave it she will get attached to it), but she will also go sit in the other nesting box if one of the other chickens has laid an egg there, so she can incubate it. We have to throw her out of the box once a day to make sure she eats, drinks, and goes "potty," because she won't leave if we don't make her.
And wrapping up with family additions, here's a screenshot from the video I took of Tommy about to propose to my sister, Megan (when she opens her eyes & sees the ring, she starts to cry and it would embarrass her if I posted that). The whole ordeal was very sweet, and he's a great man. I wish them all the happiness in the world.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Sunday, August 21, 2011
"Work/Study" Program:
neither working or studying took place. Or at least not at our call center, where my co-workers & I would play InkLink, a sort of Pictionary online.
After playing for a while, I decided it was more fun to make up my own words. No one would get any points, and it got me kicked out of a couple games :) Worth it.
Bob Marlee earned himself 1,000,000 points for correctly guessing "Snakes on a Plane."
After playing for a while, I decided it was more fun to make up my own words. No one would get any points, and it got me kicked out of a couple games :) Worth it.
Bob Marlee earned himself 1,000,000 points for correctly guessing "Snakes on a Plane."
Monday, July 4, 2011
4th of July & Purchases
Happy Birthday America!
I'm all decked out in red, white, and blue for the holiday. I also dug half a dozen sparklers out of my closet from last year- oh and some snakes, you know those black pellets you light and they grow into snakes of ash? Good times. I'll be outside playing with those shortly.
Yesterday I scored an awesome table at the Goodwill, not high quality but really cool looking:
It has two mirrored surfaces:
And earlier this week I got some jelly shoes from Kroger for $4:
Cute!
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Numb (Moral Orel)
I won't let this be my future.
I hope that our few remaining friends
Give up on trying to save us
I hope we come up with a failsafe plot
to piss of the dumb few that forgave us
I hope the fences we mended
Fall down beneath their own weight
And I hope we hang on past the last exit
I hope it's already too late
and I hope the junkyard a few blocks from here
Someday burns down
And I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away
and I never come back to this town again
in my life
I hope I lie
and tell everyone you were a good wife
and I hope you die
I hope we both die
I hope I cut myself shaving tomorrow
I hope it bleeds all day long
Our friends say it's darkest before the sun rises
We're pretty sure they're all wrong
I hope it stays dark forever
I hope the worst isn't over
I hope you blink before I do
and I hope I never get sober
and I hope when you think of me years down the line
you can't find one good thing to say
and I hope that if I found the strength to walk out
You'd stay the hell out of my way
I am drowning
there is no sign of land
you are coming down with me
Hand in unloveable hand
and I hope you die
I hope we both die
I hope that our few remaining friends
Give up on trying to save us
I hope we come up with a failsafe plot
to piss of the dumb few that forgave us
I hope the fences we mended
Fall down beneath their own weight
And I hope we hang on past the last exit
I hope it's already too late
and I hope the junkyard a few blocks from here
Someday burns down
And I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away
and I never come back to this town again
in my life
I hope I lie
and tell everyone you were a good wife
and I hope you die
I hope we both die
I hope I cut myself shaving tomorrow
I hope it bleeds all day long
Our friends say it's darkest before the sun rises
We're pretty sure they're all wrong
I hope it stays dark forever
I hope the worst isn't over
I hope you blink before I do
and I hope I never get sober
and I hope when you think of me years down the line
you can't find one good thing to say
and I hope that if I found the strength to walk out
You'd stay the hell out of my way
I am drowning
there is no sign of land
you are coming down with me
Hand in unloveable hand
and I hope you die
I hope we both die
Friday, May 27, 2011
Need to stop trying to have a social life
Having a social life is expensive and generally heart breaking.
I think I'll stop trying.
I think I'll stop trying.
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