My funny bone is tickled!
Thursday, August 10, 2006
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Just being silly
Here's a cute quiz titled "What will you have to write on the chalk board?"
This one pegged me!
Yikes!
Boy am I glad that I'm not in school anym....Ohhhh a yellow butterfly! Pretty!
Pegged Keith too!
What will YOU have to write?
This one pegged me!
Yikes!
Boy am I glad that I'm not in school anym....Ohhhh a yellow butterfly! Pretty!
Tracy Johnson will have to write: |
I will not be distracted by passing butterflies |
'What will you have to write on the chalk board?' at QuizGalaxy.com |
Pegged Keith too!
What will YOU have to write?
Keith Johnson will have to write: |
I will stop drawing offensive cartoons |
'What will you have to write on the chalk board?' at QuizGalaxy.com |
Monday, July 24, 2006
House History
It's been too long since the last post!
But this piece of Bushel 'n' Peck history is worth waiting for.
Awhile back Keith and I visited the superintendant of schools office to see if there was
any documentation about our old house.
If you don't already know, our house used to be a one room school house!
I just got this photo from the nice gal at the superintendant's office!
# 6 Truly School -Built 1886- Opened March 9, 1888 and was abandoned September 30, 1931
I love the little girls on the horse with their wool stockings.
I wonder who these bunchkins were, and what their life was like in the Millegan valley back then.
When our home is finally renovated we'll party like it's 1899!
Yeah! A "Little House on the Prairie" theme! We'll keep Y'all posted.
Don't worry! You will have plenty of time to get your 19th century togs because the house has to be finished first!
Click on the picture below to get a better look at these darling girls!
But this piece of Bushel 'n' Peck history is worth waiting for.
Awhile back Keith and I visited the superintendant of schools office to see if there was
any documentation about our old house.
If you don't already know, our house used to be a one room school house!
I just got this photo from the nice gal at the superintendant's office!
# 6 Truly School -Built 1886- Opened March 9, 1888 and was abandoned September 30, 1931
I love the little girls on the horse with their wool stockings.
I wonder who these bunchkins were, and what their life was like in the Millegan valley back then.
When our home is finally renovated we'll party like it's 1899!
Yeah! A "Little House on the Prairie" theme! We'll keep Y'all posted.
Don't worry! You will have plenty of time to get your 19th century togs because the house has to be finished first!
Click on the picture below to get a better look at these darling girls!
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Feast of St. Benedict
Happy St. Benny Day everybody!
St Benedict (480 - 547)
Benedict was born at Nursia, in Umbria, and studied in Rome; but he was unable to stomach the dissolute life of the city, and he became a solitary hermit at Subiaco. His reputation spread, and some monks asked him to be their abbot, but they did not like the discipline he imposed and tried to poison him.
Benedict organised various small communities of monks and nuns in various places, including the great monastery of Monte Cassino. He drew up a set of rules to guide the communal life of monasteries, and, though not the first monastic rule ever, the Rule of St Benedict has proved so wise and balanced that it has served as the foundation of practically every attempt at communal living ever since. It recognises that people aim at perfection but often fall well short of it, and aims to be a “rule for beginners” in which even the least perfect and least able can grow in spiritual stature. To visit a Benedictine monastery of almost any kind is to find oneself spending time among a group of people who, by their strivings to live and grow together, have become more and more themselves, as God intended them, instead of being crushed into false uniformity by some idealistic and authoritarian regime.
For those of us in the world, too, the Rule of St Benedict has much to say: it drags our eyes up to the stars but keeps our feet firmly on the ground; it calls us to perfection but keeps us sane. -- From universalis.com
St Benedict (480 - 547)
Benedict was born at Nursia, in Umbria, and studied in Rome; but he was unable to stomach the dissolute life of the city, and he became a solitary hermit at Subiaco. His reputation spread, and some monks asked him to be their abbot, but they did not like the discipline he imposed and tried to poison him.
Benedict organised various small communities of monks and nuns in various places, including the great monastery of Monte Cassino. He drew up a set of rules to guide the communal life of monasteries, and, though not the first monastic rule ever, the Rule of St Benedict has proved so wise and balanced that it has served as the foundation of practically every attempt at communal living ever since. It recognises that people aim at perfection but often fall well short of it, and aims to be a “rule for beginners” in which even the least perfect and least able can grow in spiritual stature. To visit a Benedictine monastery of almost any kind is to find oneself spending time among a group of people who, by their strivings to live and grow together, have become more and more themselves, as God intended them, instead of being crushed into false uniformity by some idealistic and authoritarian regime.
For those of us in the world, too, the Rule of St Benedict has much to say: it drags our eyes up to the stars but keeps our feet firmly on the ground; it calls us to perfection but keeps us sane. -- From universalis.com
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Who wears the pants in this house?
Thursday, July 06, 2006
If you don't laugh, you'll cry!
I've had a really BAD day.
It started out like any other; blue sky, happy dogs, nice breakfast with hubby, we even had a new neighbor
stop by for a visit.
Then it all changed...
Checkers started leaking... she is an old lady dog, and you can't be mad at her for making a mess. As Keith is cleaning up the puddle, and I was washing her rear end, I kept visualizing this poor dog in rubber pants and piddle pads. :(
Not long after that, Keith was poking around the house, when he noticed
(cue the dramatic music in a minor key)
new termite damage! Oh Crud.
The only thing you can do is find out the extent of the damage, treat and rebuild.
Here is the damage that Keith found under the siding.
While all this was going on, I was doing laundry and I hung a load up to dry on the clothesline.
This is one of the things I love about living here; laundry smells so good when it's dried outside.
Then I hear Keith vacuuming up termites and laughing hysterically. He's getting his revenge by throwing the full vac bags in the burn barrel along with the damaged wood, termites and all. So, if you think you have felt a disturbance in the force, that's why.
Back to my BAD day.
I decided that we were going to need more vac bags, and Keith wanted some stuff from Poulson's, so I went to town, and ran the errands. The last thing on my list was the Vac bags, but I discovered that the vacuum store that carries Kirby bags is closed! What the....? Why would it be closed today? It's not the 4th of July! Doh!
I then looked up and noticed a huge storm, coming in fast! Doh! Remember the laundry?
I raced back home in the pouring rain, hoping that Keith might have taken the laundry down, but no. He was occupied with slaying termites.
So I went out and took down the sopping wet clothes...no big deal? it probably wouldn't have been except that
A BIRD FLEW OVER AND POOPED IN MY HAIR!
GAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Lord, you have to be kidding me! I hope you are laughing, because I AM NOT at this moment.
It started out like any other; blue sky, happy dogs, nice breakfast with hubby, we even had a new neighbor
stop by for a visit.
Then it all changed...
Checkers started leaking... she is an old lady dog, and you can't be mad at her for making a mess. As Keith is cleaning up the puddle, and I was washing her rear end, I kept visualizing this poor dog in rubber pants and piddle pads. :(
Not long after that, Keith was poking around the house, when he noticed
(cue the dramatic music in a minor key)
new termite damage! Oh Crud.
The only thing you can do is find out the extent of the damage, treat and rebuild.
Here is the damage that Keith found under the siding.
While all this was going on, I was doing laundry and I hung a load up to dry on the clothesline.
This is one of the things I love about living here; laundry smells so good when it's dried outside.
Then I hear Keith vacuuming up termites and laughing hysterically. He's getting his revenge by throwing the full vac bags in the burn barrel along with the damaged wood, termites and all. So, if you think you have felt a disturbance in the force, that's why.
Back to my BAD day.
I decided that we were going to need more vac bags, and Keith wanted some stuff from Poulson's, so I went to town, and ran the errands. The last thing on my list was the Vac bags, but I discovered that the vacuum store that carries Kirby bags is closed! What the....? Why would it be closed today? It's not the 4th of July! Doh!
I then looked up and noticed a huge storm, coming in fast! Doh! Remember the laundry?
I raced back home in the pouring rain, hoping that Keith might have taken the laundry down, but no. He was occupied with slaying termites.
So I went out and took down the sopping wet clothes...no big deal? it probably wouldn't have been except that
A BIRD FLEW OVER AND POOPED IN MY HAIR!
GAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Lord, you have to be kidding me! I hope you are laughing, because I AM NOT at this moment.
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Summertime and the livin' is easy!
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
BADGERS?! WE DON'T NEED NO STINKIN' BADGERS!!!!!
So I was on my way to Helena for a funeral today but I didn't make it 2 miles from the Bushel 'n' Peck ranch.
This is what I collided with....
Keith was kind enough to take pictures of this charming fellow, I didn't have the stomach for it.
There was minor damage to my car, I just have to replace the splash guard under the wheel well.
It was scraping against the tire until I took it to a body shop, and they were kind enough to strap it in place until it is replaced.
That's why I missed the funeral today.
This is what I collided with....
Keith was kind enough to take pictures of this charming fellow, I didn't have the stomach for it.
There was minor damage to my car, I just have to replace the splash guard under the wheel well.
It was scraping against the tire until I took it to a body shop, and they were kind enough to strap it in place until it is replaced.
That's why I missed the funeral today.
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
The Clansmen are gonna love this!
My gift to Keith for our anniversary is a kilt for working in!
This should keep him nice an cool while he works away in the summer heat.
Here's my BraveHeart, or is it Brave Fart?
wearing his new Utilikilt!
FREEEEEEEEEDOOOOOOM!
Apparently the best things in life ARE free!
All you jealous clansmen can go get your own kilt at utilikilts.com
This should keep him nice an cool while he works away in the summer heat.
Here's my BraveHeart, or is it Brave Fart?
wearing his new Utilikilt!
FREEEEEEEEEDOOOOOOM!
Apparently the best things in life ARE free!
All you jealous clansmen can go get your own kilt at utilikilts.com
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
An infestation of winged creatures!
Monday, June 19, 2006
Corpus Christi
Sunday Keith and I traveled to the Cathedral of St. Helena
to celebrate the feast of Corpus Christi.
Keith actually called it Korpus Krispy, I guess he had doughnuts on his brain. What a heathen! Poor soul!
I was invited to take up my old place in the choir, and Keith took
some great pictures as the congregation processed around the Cathedral. It's a large block!
I have always loved doing processions, be they Eucharistic, or Marian;
It freaks out the protestants!
Sunday Keith and I traveled to the Cathedral of St. Helena
to celebrate the feast of Corpus Christi.
Keith actually called it Korpus Krispy, I guess he had doughnuts on his brain. What a heathen! Poor soul!
I was invited to take up my old place in the choir, and Keith took
some great pictures as the congregation processed around the Cathedral. It's a large block!
I have always loved doing processions, be they Eucharistic, or Marian;
It freaks out the protestants!
Saturday, June 17, 2006
An early anniversary present!
Keith has been busy!
As a wedding anniversary gift, he bought and planted an apple tree.
We should be seeing apples in about five years.
Here it is unwrapped and planted!
This apple tree is called a Zestar-
I've never heard of it either, but it is supposed to produce firm, crisp, sweet/tart apples.
Too bad we have to wait so long for the tree to get established and grown.
Friday, June 16, 2006
Confessions of a Copy Cat
My sister started a blog of her own, to chronicle the life of her growing family;
I thought it was so cute, and a great way to keep family and friends up to date, that I decided to do the same to show the progress of our household. Thanks to Jeni for the smashing good idea!
An Introduction to the Main Characters at the Bushel 'n' Peck
This is Checkers the blue heeler and Benny the cocker spaniel.
Benny has grown quite a bit since this picture was taken.
Tomorrow they will be going to the "SPA."
As you can see, Benny really needs a haircut!
The Humans at the Bushel 'n' Peck are myself and my Best Friend and Husband, Keith!
Say "Hi" to the nice folks, Keith!
I thought it was so cute, and a great way to keep family and friends up to date, that I decided to do the same to show the progress of our household. Thanks to Jeni for the smashing good idea!
An Introduction to the Main Characters at the Bushel 'n' Peck
This is Checkers the blue heeler and Benny the cocker spaniel.
Benny has grown quite a bit since this picture was taken.
Tomorrow they will be going to the "SPA."
As you can see, Benny really needs a haircut!
The Humans at the Bushel 'n' Peck are myself and my Best Friend and Husband, Keith!
Say "Hi" to the nice folks, Keith!
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