Thursday, January 12, 2006

Moving sucks

That's all I gotta say about that.

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

The Cock and the Ass

Green Acres is the place for me! Faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarm livin'... blah blah blah. Now that we have THAT song stuck in your head, it's time for a little update to answer the "When ya gonna blog again?!?!" questions I've been gettin'.

In my mudroom is Rupert. Rupert is a rooster. He's a beautiful rooster too, not like the usual ugly white ones. No, no, MY rooster is black irridescent. Gotta have the pretty ones, yanno?

And we just recently got a miniature pony. He's cute. I'll have to post pics. And a thoroughbred who is monsterously tall - like 17 hands (that's tall.) Oh. And the donkey. Do I get a regular gray donkey? Noooooooooooo. I get this ugly white donkey that looks like he has some serious issues, but man does he have a ROCKIN' 'tude. After interracting with him, and telling him if he didn't show more personality, I wasn't going to spoil him at the farm with apples and carrots. He snorted at me, then sauntered away all sassy-n-stuff. I turned to B and said, "We're gettin' that donkey."

He said, "I figured."

So we have the rooster, in the mudroom (we're not at the farm yet, fyi), named Rupert. We have the miniature pony named Choxie (Hmm, wonder where I got THAT name from?), a thoroughbred named Titan (and for DANG good reason) and a white donkey named Mosey.

My life. Ugh.

Here's a little tidbit you may not have realized about roosters (cuz Lord knows I didn't know it!) Sure, they crow when the sun comes up.

And then every 30 seconds for the rest of the freakin' day. (siiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh) He best be glad he's pretty.

So I think I'm going to make my white donkey a straw hat with daisies on it. Gotta be careful with him being white and the Texas sun, after all. Hmm, a cross-dressing donkey - that should work his 'tude up a little more, ya think?

What'd you THINK this post was going to be about? Man, you're just nasty.

OH! Yes, I am writing again. ~smiles~ And we should be settled at the farm around the first of the month, and hopefully life will give me a break and let me relax for a bit. Not likely, huh?