
I hate Activia commercials. I have NEVER had a conversation with one of my friends showing pictures of our holidays and then one of us saying, "...but now I'm irregular."
I have had several conversations with female friends regarding the length and flow of our monthlies.
I've never discussed douching. ICK!
****************************************************There are some drawbacks to living in a small town. But there are many more perks! For example, if you leave your wallet at the locally owned gas station on a Friday afternoon, like I did last week, you have a good chance that the owner will show up at your house that evening after they've closed to give it to you, like he did. They were going to be closed on Saturday and didn't want me to not have it all weekend.
****************************************************There is talk about Madonna having wrinkles and not looking oh so super sexy anymore. Dare I state the obvious? SHE'S 50! And let's face it, she's lived hard! Yet
these pictures amaze people.
****************************************************I am really happy I have a large family! I would have liked to have had one more. But on laundry days, I sometimes feel overwhelmed by the amount of laundry they produce. There have been a few times that I've felt the tears spring into my eyes because of the behemoth in front of me.
But I've never actually cried (except when the dryer broke). And there have even been a few times I've been able to complete ALL the laundry in ONE DAY. WOO! HOO!
Today is laundry day.
****************************************************Every day is Easter at our place. After free ranging our chickens for a couple weeks, my hens decided that they would start laying egg in various places around the property instead of the henhouse. Today I found two clutches. One clutch had six green eggs, the other had one green egg and two brown. All but two of the eggs had cracked in the freezing temps. I figure that somewhere...out there...there must be at least seven more clutches with at least four dozen eggs.
Oh a huntin' I will go! A huntin' I will! Hi-ho-a-dairio! A huntin' I will go!
****************************************************I have several friends who are school teachers. One of my friends is having to teach poetry to 8 and 9 year olds. These children had to research an animal and then write a poem about it. The example the state gave for a good poem goes something like this:
If I were a tiger living in the lush green forest,
I would see tall green trees,
I would see rivers flowing with clear cool water,
I woulld see dew glistening in the mornig sun...
What she's getting is this:
If I were a monkey living in the jungle,
I would see trees.
..because they're 8 and 9 years old. She then has to "help them" add adjectives.
At 6:30 this morning I received the following text message:
If I were a monkey living in the jungle
I would hate f***ing bananas!
I suggested she hand it on the wall with the other poems.
****************************************************Have a great weekend! I'm off to do laundry...
Peace Out,
~*~*~Krystal~*~*~