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The Best Laid Plans

I'm sorry we haven't updated in a while. You may think it's because nothing whatever has happened to us, and therefore we have better manners than to create time-wasting posts chronicling our navel lint. You would be wrong. We would dearly LOVE the leisure to contemplate in electronic writing the nature, texture, color and volume of our navel lint, but we have no such leisure. Instead, we (meaning I) wrote a novel in November, which is also my busiest month at work. I'm a glutton for punishment.

But that's not to say that nothing was happening on the home front.

It's Been A While

So, I haven't written here in quite a while. Why? Let's see...

I started and finished Nanowrimo. I was more excited about the story this time that I've been in a long time, and that's an awesome feeling.

Rattle and Roll

We just had an earthquake. We're all fine. Babygoddess wondered why mommy wanted her to get out of the bed under the big plate glass window and go stand in the doorway. I think we need to work on responsiveness.

Second Childhood

It's been a while since we visited the chickens. They're still down in the henhouse, clucking and cooing and turning into the sort of ladies who sleep until noon, gorge themselves and gossip incessantly. Everyone knows a few like that, don't they?

Home Improved

This past weekend, we finished the floor in the living room. The moldings have been reattached; the furniture is back indoors; the noo-noo (christened Nuu-Nuu because we like that better) has been installed.

Yes, I laid down the floor. Yes, I made many mistakes along the way, but I think the floor looks beautiful. Everyone helped put felt feet on all the furniture and bring it all back inside. And there's a handy thing: with the felt feet, the furniture is very easy to rearrange. Bonus!

Home Improvements

You've all seen our chickens and their coop. You've seen the puppies and their house. Now it's time we broaden our acquaintance. Come on upstairs into the house proper.


Here's a view of my living room:



We Were This Close!

After about ten days of having the bait eaten out of the trap but no rat to show for it, the Pirate relocated the trap under the chicken coop. That's right, on top of the six inches of chicken poop where the rats are making their smelly, damp burrows.

How Far Would YOU Go?

What do you get when you mix cheese, peanut butter and cereal? It sounds like one of those revolting DIY snacks of the '70s, right? "Cheesy Peanut Toasties" or some such dreck. Actually, it's rat bait. You see, we bought a trap.

Chez Chiens

After completing a grueling 1500-mile round-trip foray to Phoenix and back over the weekend, I decided to complete the dog house I'd started before we left.


Kafka in the Country

We found Gregor Samsa scuttling about on the deck.

We fed him to the chickens.
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