...ain't going down til the sun comes up....

There's nothing quite like coming home from kyds, and just as you start falling asleep...the birds start chirping.

YUM!

You Are a Brownie

Decadent and intense, you aren't for the weak hearted. Those who can deal with your strong flavor find out how sweet you really are.

What Dessert Are You Most Like?

This is weird...brownies are at the top of my Yummy Food That I Eat Often list. OK, so I really don't have a list like that. But if I did, brownies would definitely be at the top.

Long Haired Hippie Freaks part II:

Busted out the flip flops. Stopped shaving. just kidding.

Kickin' it on the homefront

*I finally started on some junking projects... this table was the first one that I started- and for all of you who redo stuff- I ask you in the name of all things holy to never, never, never get the brilliant idea to linoleum the top of your table. Or if you do get the brilliant idea, I beg you to never act upon it... future junkers will thank you for it in years to come.
Pictures of the progress will be posted as soon as I find the USB cord for my camera.

*We're turning our garage into a junking building to go along with our opium den bathroom. What can I say... we're a bunch of junkies :P

*I'm moving to the UP at the beginning of June.

*Our house spring cleaning is done. We started on the yard work today.

*Back to the junking, we found a sweet bench in the outside sauna that we are going to paint bright red. We found the red paint in the garage. I grin at it. for hours.

*We're morphing into hippies. We are hanging all our clothes on the line, we started a compost pile and joined the free-cycle. And planted herbs. not the illegal kind.

*Sometimes I pretend I'm a Super Secret Spy Agent. just for fun.

Hummm....that's about all I got for now.

I wish you all peace, love and happiness.

My Rules

If you want to marry me, here’s what you’ll have to do:

You must learn how to make a perfect chicken-dumpling stew.

And you must sew my holey socks,

And soothe my troubled mind,

And develop a knack for scratching my back,

And keep my shoes spotlessly shined.

And while I rest you must rake up the leaves,

And when it is hailing and snowing

You must shovel the walk… and be still when I talk,

And—hey—where are you going?


-shel silverstein

The Best Medicine

Yesterday I set out to get my creativity flowing once again and to clear my head. So, I dusted off my camera and walked around in the woods seeking inspiration. This is what I found. I wasn't sure how they would turn out considering how bright it was. The sunset pictures are from a local park. Comments, questions, critiques...they're all welcome :)

ARGH!

In my next life, I'm gonna be a pirate.
What would you be?