by Janet — published on November 17th, 2009
Breathe in. Breathe out. Now, back in, and out. Eat. Take a bath. Get some sleep … grow up, find a mate, or not … move out of your parents house … try NOT to move back in … try to make more than you spend … if you spend too much, stop it …
Come on, have we ‘advanced’ so far in this computer/electronic age that we actually require a LIFE COACH? I understand we sometimes need counseling, or financial planning help, resume’ assistance, job placement help … but HELP WITH YOUR WHOLE LIFE?
Perhaps this is a government sponsored program. So THAT’S where all that TARP money went …
Amidst all this chaos . . . God loves me . . .
by Janet — published on November 22nd, 2008
It does not exist. . . the better mouse trap, I mean. Why then do some think that electronic, gas fueled, or even (heaven forbid) a flickering light bulb behind colored cellophane could replace the feel, sound, look and wonderful smell of a genuine fire in a fireplace? It can’t because it doesn’t exist either. Anything other than a real, wood burning, crackling fire is like closing ones eyes while someone nearby hums “It’s A Small World After All”, and imagining Disney World. It just ain’t the same no matter how hard you try.
Real Deal
Understandably, there are ashes to clean, sticks to gather, leaves to sweep back out the door they blew in from, and constant commands from parents “Don’t put that in there”, “Close the screen and leave it alone.”, “Stop messin with it.”, “I don’t care to see if what your friend said was true about plastic dripping fire. Put that Tupperware lid away.”. . . All that to say yes, I know they are at times messy & a hassle, but you have to admit that there is something really friendly about a den with a ballet of twirling flames in the fireplace.
I just love the fall and winter months.
Amidst all this chaos . . . God loves me . . .
by Janet — published on July 30th, 2008
. . . A ‘BLM Adoption’ that is . . .
What in the world is a “BLM Adoption” you ask? Well, I’ll tell you. It’s one of the most wonderful, intriguing, challenging ways to own a living piece of American history . . . literally. Sounds asinine, doesn’t it? You can’t ‘own’ living history . . . living history?!?! . . Or can you . . .
“BLM” is the (US Department of Interior) Bureau of Land Management. The BLM’s stated mission is to sustain the health, diversity and productivity of the public lands for the use and enjoyment of present and future generations. That means over-seeing and occasionally ‘manipulating’ the population of various natural wild animals. In this case, a literal piece of American history. The Wild Mustang.
***The picture I had of our newest addition was corrupted & I had to remove it. When I can get this squirrely stuff figured out, I’ll put his smiling horse-face back up here. . .
This yearling of ours doesn’t have a name. Just the freeze-brand symbols they gave him when he was rounded up with some others in his herd. He was captured some months ago in Nevada, and has remained untouched by humans . . . other than being forced into a ‘crowd pen’ where agile, brave horsemen were able to get a string with a numbered tag around his neck and the permanent brand on. The pen you see him in here is designed for his own safety. Horses are prey animals, so their first response is to get away and run. Trust me, he doesn’t want to get CLOSE enough to anyone to kick them. He just wants to run.
How do I get myself into these things? Why can’t we resist all the “Please, Mom! Dad, I promise I will gentle him and pay for EVERYTHING . . . . I promise!”
We must have no backbone, or an overload of it . . . we’re not sure which. Last year’s adventure included bringing 2 calves into the mix. This year I guess it’s a Wild Mustang. Well, our growing children chasing a Mustang around the farm trying to coax it with food is a better learning experience than any Wii or PS2 game we could buy . . .
We pick him up mid August. I’m sure you’ll hear about it here on JTIU . . .
Amidst all this chaos . . . God loves me . . .
by Janet — published on July 1st, 2008
Is it just me? Besides the hair, do these guys look alike? Both puppets, both have sawdust for brains, neither have morals. . . The only difference between these two is that one ran for President, and the other is running for President. Of course it may be the pain pills I’m on from experiencing the land mine explosion in my mouth that my Dr. lovingly and expensively called a root canal. . . . in that case, never mind.
Amidst all this chaos . . . God loves me . . .
by Janet — published on June 28th, 2008
Leave it to someone smarter than I am to post such a strange question on the poll. No hints as to WHO posted said question, just know it weren’t me! It took me back the first 84 times I read it. I suspect (from the emails and phone calls and hey you questions I’ve gotten) that you were/are perplexed as well. I’ve asked. There IS a correct answer.
Just guess. That’s what I did. . . .
I will ask the author . . . for anonymity let’s call the author of the poll ’Stash’. . . not his real name. . . . anywho, I will ask the pollster to ‘splain in a later post.
Amidst all this chaos . . . God loves me . . .
by Janet — published on June 25th, 2008
Take your time . . . . Just hum that old Sesame Street song . . .
“One of these things is not like the others
One of these things just doesn’t belong
Can you guess which thing is not like the others
By the time I finish my song?” . . .
Right! It’s AlGore! Just hangin with his peeps . . . you know, his homeboys . . .
Amidst all this chaos . . . God loves me . . .
by Janet — published on June 6th, 2008
OK, my children reminded me of this site with this game in particular. If you’ve never done it before, it’s refreshingly addicting until you conquer it. If you have sound on your computer, that even adds a little of the fun, in a strange way. It’s bizarre enough to take, I can’t imagine how weird the guy that designed it must be . . . Maybe Frank Zappa or somebody like that . . .
Amidst all this chaos . . . God loves me . . .
