Sunday, December 5, 2010

What Goats Really Want for Christmas

Do any of us really know what goats want for Christmas? I mean it's not exactly like they advertise their every thought and feeling. I do, however, have some ideas - like this:
Goats like being warm and they really have a unique sense of style so.......Christmas scarves! See the grin on Vincent's mug? That's one happy goat.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Happy Drinking Out of a Giant Pumpkin Day!

glitter graphics
Glitter Graphics, Thanksgiving Glitter Graphics

Okay - is this like the biggest blinkie you've ever seen? I know that real bloggers probably don't do blinkies but I've decided that it's my blog and I don't care if I'm cool or not. I'm not ever gonna be Dooce or any of those other uberblogs, but that's not really why I'm here. (Hell if I know why I'm here.)

Okay, actually I am here about Thanksgiving. I'm going out to enjoy Thanksgiving hay with the Van Goats and Thanksgiving scratch with Poachie and then I'm going to go to my in-laws I think. It's still up for discussion in the mushy gray matter upstairs until it actually happens. I just know that in that same mushy, gray matter I am very thankful for all that I have - all my family (indoor and out), my job and the roof over my head. Let's face it - you can't take that shit for granted anymore!
So I'm shutting up now because Thanksgiving is not about catharsis - it's about eating so much turkey that you gobble when you bend over!!! Get to it!

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Thankfully Yours.....?

It's been a while since I last posted, but since I'm pretty sure no one is really reading this it shouldn't be too detrimental to the health of this blog. Anyway, Thanksgiving is upon us and I don't feel too excited. What I really want to do is to stay at home for one day and just do whatever I want. I'm suffering from chronic I-screwed-up-and- spread-myself-too-thinitis. A tragic mistake. If you've ever done this you'll know exactly what I'm talking about. It starts out as a feeling of "Wow, I'm super busy now, but feeling SUPER productive." Then it's, " I'm so tired, but I'll catch up soon - everybody goes through busy spells." Followed by "What the hell was I thinking - what can I cut out?" And finally, " I have completely screwed myself, I have cut back as much as I can - can I check myself into Betty Ford and skip the addiction phase?" , accompanied by almost constant dizziness, exhaustion, cement-brain syndrome and frequent digestive unrest, as well as feelings of impending doom. It's not a pretty picture. What now?
I find myself clinging to my kids as unobtrusively as possible but they are definitely keeping me going. The Van Goats feel somewhat neglected which makes me feel sad - I've been getting the cold horn here and there. Huevo the rooster has disappeared so Poachie rules the roost alone. I miss his belligerent, feathered ass. Strange how you can still love an animal even after he jumps you when you bend over to pick up some hay. Was that just obnoxiously, aggressive behavior or did he think I was his giant girlfriend with no feathers? Just wondering.
So I have no solution to this overdoing problem at this particular time, but I do know that I love my family and I'm thankful that I've been so blessed. That's really enough sometimes, isn't it?

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Van Goats Have Their Leaves and Eat Them Too.

I went out to see the goats when I got home from work this evening. They were all nestled in their beds, however I'm pretty sure no visions of sugar plums were involved. I don't think they're overly sentimental. One Vincent Van Goat did get quite testy because he wanted out of the fence, but since they more or less bullied the heating and air unit into submission (for submission read malfunction) they are no longer allowed out of the fence. I tried to explain to them that there are consequences for trying to prove dominance over inanimate objects, but they remained unimpressed. It makes me feel warm and fuzzy to see them tucked into their straw beds in their houses. They all came out and talked for a minute and then went back to bed. Hey, around here - bedtime is bedtime.

It's finally cold here in Tennessee. Winter is so mediocre in the ..hack...cough....."Volunteer" state. It does get fairly cold, but it doesn't actually snow. It does, however, rain miserably for 85% of the winter. is rather suckish. I've been looking at other people's blogs - namely, In a Goat's Shoes and Octoberfarm and I feel somewhat envious, and I try not to because envy is a bad thing, but it's hard not to when I look at these fabulous blogs and their pictures. Wow. These are places that have real seasons complete with leaves changing and snow. We don't really have much in the way of leaves changing anymore and as I stated earlier, we don't have any snow to speak of - it's like we're seasonally challenged or something.The Van Goats don't really care what color the leaves are - they will eat them no matter what. As for myself, guess I'll have to content myelf with living vicariously through these colorful blogs. It's okay though - I have my kids and the Van Goats - and their kids. Cheers!

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Can a Sister Get a Break?

Okay, so this is how our school year has gone so far. We started out with just the usual school stuff.......going to school, coming home from school, homework - you know the drill. Then it progressed from school to volunteering in the school library, girl scouts, Wednesday after school clubs and working the bookfair. I also work 12 hour shifts on the weekend and 2 3-11 shifts during the week. I'm REALLY tired.And I'm so torn! I love volunteering in the library, but I'm gonna have to get a grip because my house is a disaster inside and out; My poor goats are missing me terribly(Well, what can I say? It's true - I'm not bragging!) and it's a toss-up as to whether I'm spending more time at school or at work. I have resolved to cut back to mornings only at school except for special circumstances. That's fair enough. And for a new turn of events....apparently I've gotten so tired that I can't even get my days straight. Today I showed up at work and it was the wrong day. In my twenty-three years of nursing, I have never shown up on the wrong day. WTF!!!! I seriously need a break. I am so annoyed with myself! Totally jacked up my whole day! I tried to the salvage the day by coming home, doing laundry and working in the yard - I can't say no to plant therapy.We had leftover lasagna for dinner and now I'm relaxing and watching a movie called "Death Note" with my son. Kind of weird. Nothing says relaxation like a good Japanese suspense/thriller complete with dubbed voices and some freaky floating "death god". Alrighty then.

Saturday, October 30, 2010


Okay- how cool is this? I haven't
put a blinkie on this thing in a really long time! I might say something meaningful some day soon, but in the meantime - HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

What Happens When Novices Buy Chickens....

As was posted before, I bought three chickens in hopes of fresh eggs. Ha Ha. What I got was two roosters and a hen. Not conducive to anything but hen abuse. Chocobo was promptly relocated to a friend's farm where he now resides with many other chickens and has a new girlfriend, whom I'm told he visits every day............across the street. I guess long distance relationships aren't a problem for roosters. Maybe they could give the males in our species some pointers. (Cheap shot, I know.) So now we have Huevo and Poachie left to terrorize everyone and make no mistake about it - they do. Huevo merely sees a person and drops his wing and starts sidestepping - this apparently being code in chicken for," Look alive human.....I'm getting ready to beat you like a drum." Even hens are kind of ornery. One day I was walking through the yard and felt something hit my leg - not terribly painful, but definitely with a little force. I looked down and there was my sweet little Poachie - attacking my leg! What gives? My sweet little chickens have left only to be replaced by freaky feathered terrorists!