| New Pet |
[Jul. 31st, 2006|02:25 pm] |
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| | Homestead | ] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  cheerful | ] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | Smooth Jazz | ] |
The daughter and I went to the CT Ag Fair yesterday to pick up our latest homestead friend- an 18.5 pound fawn-coloured bundle of puff called "Charile." Now Charlie isn't a dog (he'd be tiny), or even a cat (he'd be big)...he's a LAGAMORPH...ergo, he's IMMENSE!
To anyone hauling kids and livestock- buy the Radio Flyer ATV wagon. The price was steep ($130) but I use it for hauling my two year old AND our "stuff" EVERYWHERE. The beach, the park, to get a bunny (pet carrier AND kid AND handbag AND child's toys)...great investment/invention. Thanks to the husband for putting it together.
I will post pictures of our "little" fluff prince later...
As for our other bunny, Mr. Dorito, he will have to wait a few weeks for a "wife"...as you can tell, Charlie is a DUDE. Sorry Dorito buns- lovin' comin' soon!
Also, I will officially be opening my doors as a rabbit breeder in the fall. I will also be picking up some goats (nubians) for cheese making purposes as well as chickens for eggs...
I grew up next to a farm and the farmer didn't kill his livestock: They were outdoor companions. My father grew up on a working farm and killed the livestock in order to survive. Neither view is better or worse- only different. My rabbits, goats, and chickens are in the outdoor companion category. I name and love everything- it is my way. |
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| Creation and Birth Anew in Summer! |
[Jun. 25th, 2006|01:19 am] |
Salutations! Welcome to the ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) newitchesguild. A place for live journal interaction primarily for witches in New England, but welcoming anyone who follows a different path and beats his/her own drum!
Speaking of drumming, the summer is a great time to drum. Most people have their windows closed and their AC on...good cheap drum idea: Kids drum sets. Toy stores sell them everywhere. Yes, it's nice to make your own, to infuse it with your energy, but why not buy a kid's drum (their small, well made, portable!), annoint it (why not try altar oil- it's your audio altar), and bang the blues away. Around here the bats LOVE the beat...and I LOVE the bats...they eat bad bugs. |
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| ARGH! |
[Jun. 25th, 2006|12:48 am] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | amused | ] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | Something Southern and really SLOW | ] |
If your husband has at least one friend who has a piece of driftwood ratteling around his cranium for brains, you need not feel alone: It is official. There ARE brain dead people in the world...zombies will take us all!
Well, not me or those of you wise enough to see these stumps for the forest. I think the funny part is my husband knows this guy is really pebble-headed but finds enough memories of "the good ole days" to remain friends. Guy friendships are so NOT like chick friendships: My high school friend who lost her virginity in her car and only unzipped not took her clothes off- not a friend anymore. The friend who made out at my wedding- not a friend any more. The one who paraded around in front of a guy I liked in her undies just because she thought she was prettier than me(she wasn't)- not a friend. EEK!
So to the brain dead I salute you- The Great Pumpkin knows that your stupidity leaves me always something to say, with a a brand new tale to tell...
To the husband's driftwood cronies and to the intimate but clothed, savage bridal fellers, and the exhibitionists, I'll rat on you. I'm a social cheese eater...and no one's safe...MUWAAHAAH! |
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