My House

This is my house:

It's tiny, in the middle of no where, has no space for entertaining guests, has 8 door ways and only 2 actual doors one of which is the outside door and the other of which is only 5'8" tall, temperature regulation is nearly impossible, it has one tiny closet, and has wood panneling on the walls AND ceiling.

I hated it when we moved it, calling all of these things 'flaws'.

We've been here about 9 months now, and I have taken to calling these same things "character"

My house has a lot of character.

And I love it.

Too Cute: Part 7

This is the face Marge makes when you go outside, leaving her inside to merely peak through the windows in the door. She doesn't like to be left behind.

It's too cute.





Then she see something moving (probably a leaf or something)
and she gets distracted.



Then she doesn't really care that you left. Just that there is something that has moved, that she can't get to.

This face is also cute.

Moving on

This past week Mon Amour and I entered a new phase of life - we moved out of the newly-wed-we-have-complete-sets-of-practically-brand-new-dishes phase and into the, it's-just-life-who-knows-how-many-plates-we-have-left phase.


We broke our first dish. I didn't even drop it. It just broke.

That phase of life in which you have all 8 complete sets of dinner service wear that you initially bought is very brief. And once you make the switch to the yes-i-have-broken-dishes phase there really isn't any going back. We will forever have a disproportionate amount of one dish to the other dishes in the set. Even if we buy more dishes....our counts of large plates to small plates will pretty much always be off. Such is life. Today, as they say, is the first day of the rest of your life.

Speaking of phases, and thinking back to times when we started new ones and all that - today marks exactly 3 years of Mon Amour and I's relationship. Yup, Valentine's Day of 2006 we officially started dating. Its not as romantic as it sounds though - starting dating on Valentine's Day. Mon Amour wanted my dad's permission before we started dating, and it just so happened that my Dad was visiting me at college to take me to a harp-gig I had for that evening. So, Mon Amour and Dad talked - then Mon Amour and I went for a 10 minute walk in which we established that we were officially dating - then off I went to a restaurant to play romantic tunes for a 55+ community. How romantical.

Children's Lit

I love children's books.
Honestly, who doesn't?

My lovely sister, who has the wonderful privilege of writing her Senior Thesis about children's books (in Switerland, writing a thesis on kid's picture books....does it get any cooler??), recently shared with me this link:

http://www.lookybook.com/

I am not going to tell you anything about it. You must check it out.
























Oh, ok. I will tell you.
You can read children's books online!!! How awesome - pictures and (almost) turning pages and everything. You must read this one. Its fantastic.

Wal Mart Disappoints

The new Wal Mart in town is a lovely thing, no question. However, they have been rather disappointing of late. I used to buy Marge's food at the grocery store...till I discovered that you can get a much bigger bag for much less at Wal Mart! So I was determined to buy it no where else.

It sounded like a full proof plan to me. What could possibly go wrong?


Well, Wal Mart NEVER has dog food in stock. I tried no less than 5 times to get Purina Puppy Chow...and every single time they have been out! I have been on a weekend, on a weekday, during the day, in the evening. I have asked when they will get it in stock, and no one knows.

They have a few other kinds of dog food there...but it is either way more expensive (did you know Rachel Ray has a line of dog food? Yah, ridiculous), or it is for "mature large breeds" and marge is neither large, nor over 7 years old, so that is no good.

This past weekend, we tried again to get Marge some food...she was just about out, so if we didn't find it at Wal Mart we would have to go to a back up plan.

We walked into the store and straight to the dog food section - a quick glance at the incredibly empty shelves confirmed our suspicion, Wal Mart never has any Purina Puppy Chow.

But then! The people in the aisle who had previously had their backs to us turned around, revealing to us the contents of their cart

Yes, ladies and gentleman, they had, no more than 30 seconds before we go there, picked up the LAST bag of Purina Puppy chow.

We considered making the lucky shoppers an offer on the bag of food.....but they looked a little possesive, and a little bit like they could beat us up if they wanted to.

Oh the cruel cruel ironies. If only we had left a mere moment sooner, or walked a smidgen faster, or something!

Necesity forced us to switch to the only other kind of puppy food they had "Old Roy Puppy Food" (what a good name). Poor Marge has a sensitive stomach so I suspect the first few days on her new food will be a little rough.

Wal Mart, I am officially less entranced by your vast square footage. What good is all that space, if there is never anything on the shelves?

Fly Naps

As a result of living in such close proximity to a lot of cows, our house is always infested with a lot of flys.

There is a vast difference between city flies, and country flies.
County flies are in general much larger, and much slower moving than their city relatives. I believe that both of these attributes are due to them having 24/7 access to more food then they could ever every want to eat (courtesy of the cows). It is remarkably easy to kill them with your hand (though I still prefer the fly swatter)

The winter weather has cut down slightly on the fly population in our house, but they are still here.

And they hibernate!

Who knew, when it gets cold, the flies go to sleep. I guess I sort of knew this, cause I know (or at least am told that) you can capture bees, put them in the fridge, then when they are all kinds of out of it, you can tie them to string on a stick...and have a pet bee that you can take for walks. But, I guess I didn't realize that the whole cold-induced sleep happened naturally. But it does.

If you look hard enough around my house you are bound to find a sleeping fly somewhere.

The other day, there was one here:on my sofa.

It sat there, allllllllll day long. Literally, it didn't move all day. I could poke it, and it wouldn't move.

I was planning on tossing it outside when I got off work at the end of the day.....but I forgot about it until later that evening....


When I sat on it....


Oops.

They look oddly the same dead as sleeping....

Too Cute: Part 6

Marge makes this face when you are playing with her and let her climb on top of you like she has vanquished you.

She feels very accomplished.

Too Cute.