Relocating

I am relocationg this blog to rambunctioushousewife.blogger.com

I just like blogger’s back end better.

Please update your readers!

I started it

Today is my father’s birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!!

Did I scream it loud enough?

I should because my Dad is the best. The best. Period. Bar none.

My Dad has sacrificed for me, giving me a future when many would have walked away. Then after I am an adult, he spend two years working day after day to build my home.

I can never repay all that I owe to my Dad, but this birthday I want to give him sometime he both wanted and needed. We went to dinner at the fantastic Taste. While dessert Will and I gave him a new silver iPod nano. This way he can run with all the music, podcasts, and audiobooks he wants. He can even video tape the finish line. I am so excited.

There is one down side that Will and I have noted in the past. When giving a parent newer technology, you also have the instant responsibility to be on call as a tech help line.  So I started it, but it will be worth it.

Guess it is nap time

We laid out a drop cloth to dry in the sun, and the goats decided we laid it out for their afternoon nap.

Nap Time

Too Cute

Belle got a new haircut today, and I just had to show you.

Belle's Haircut

Preparation H on my face

- Hey Honey, can you get the butt cream stuff for my face?

That is what you might have heard if you were here last week. I had no clue the Friday before that I would ever say such a thing in my life. That was before I tended the goats, realized I was late getting out, and rushed to my make-up on.  Which wouldn’t matter if I had remember to use TechNu on my hands. But atlas, no. Sunday I wake-up to my eyes and face completely swollen.

POISON OAK!!

Poison oak is generally a two-week process for me. Other than the itching, burning, and skin cracking, I had a larger issue. Well, larger in the vanity department of my mind. Will and I had a photo shoot on the coming Saturday. I was determined to solve the problem. So after some thinking, I looked at my hemorrhoid cream. Itching…check, swelling…check.  Deep breathe, and go.

By Tuesday it was gone. I still had some flaking skin, but the swelling, itching, and burning were gone.

So here is to Preparation H, it not just for your butt anymore.

Packing Lunch Adult Style

Everyone remembers the lunch boxes from grade school. The image you had plastered on the side or how your name was scribbled on, seemed to mean a lot. As an adult, I believe it still does. It can say how much you care about what you eat, and how organized you are at getting out the door. For myself, I care deeply how it reflects on me when Will is having to carrying a random assortment of containers, which may or may not ever get back to my kitchen. Tupperware gets separated and lost easily, and let’s face it – there just aren’t nifty to stare at during break.  So, I have been looking for a lunch tin for Will.

After looking for about a year I think this is the 4-tier stainless steel I want. They have all sorts of sizes and the price is right. I personally, decided on the medium.

Lunch Tin

I had also liked the custom drawings upon paper bags, but my stick figures tend to become offensive pre-coffee. Trust me.

Rolling in Dirt

This is our current backyard -

The photo is from my soon to be office.

Backyard

Soon, very soon  this will have actual grass. Thanks to this dirt just delivered!

Dirt

Aren’t you excited?!

Timber!

A few weeks ago a tree fell in the rear of our plot. I was in town, so didn’t hear the boom. According to Will, it was just a tree and he checked – it is not in the road. No big deal. We both have home offices, so it was back to work without a second thought.

Skip forward a week and the goats and Samson are gone. I can hear his play barks, and their hooves. Hmmmm.

As I head out back toward the sounds I find a huge oak tree down with goats scattered throughout it. They had found a new play-yard, leaping from giant branch to other. Samson was busy cautiously balancing while trying to gather the goats.

Luck for me, my in-laws came over this last weekend and help begin the process of clear the debris and cutting up the wood.

Sitting when eating

Thanks to Will’s parents we now have a dining room set!!

It will be particularly beautiful when the blue tape is off the trim.

Dining Room

Shadow

Shadow was made for the winter foliage. She blends into the twigs, and seems to love the ability to get lost in woods. However, by spring Shadow can’t get lost if tries. With fresh green buds and vines her light grey coat makes visible from very far away.