This is the outside of the Carousel house
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
This is the outside of the Carousel house
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
I do love this Santa. He used to work with me at the county. He was the fleet manager (of course).
Since I am picking up my Christmas cards today I decided I would also post a picture of it.
Monday, November 30, 2009
Sunday, November 22, 2009
PS. before I left the house the cheap ass port-a-gee hunter says " why don't you just do it your self?" So now when I get home he gets to say "told ya so".
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
So in the afternoon I took TLC to the marina to feed the ducks. (Like we don't have enough critters around here to feed. ) Our favorite girl Sweetie Pie came too. So here are our adorable children running around, I see TLC lean over and pick something up....Hmm. "Caca Mommy, Caca" I look down at what he is holding. It is a great big gooey, green glob of runny snot like goose poop. "Yuck Dude!" of course I left the diaper bag with the wipes in the truck. So here I am trying to wipe it off with a piece of drift wood (and not doing a very good job, wood does not a napkin make)before I pick him up or he decides to taste it. Not much grosses me out and this was so gross. And Sweeties pies Mommy just sat on the bench and laughed her butt off. Any way that was my day. I hope yours was better.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
please stop by and visit her. She is an exceptional photographer, and very funny
Now I am supposed to pass this award on....Hmmmm. Who should get it. There are so many funny bloggers out there. I might have to think on this one a while and get back to ya.
Also for any one who is interested, or may have noticed that I haven't been angry with The Hunter lately. I haven't talked to him in over a week. He is still in Idaho. I did talk to his mother yesterday who called me from Boise. He did get a Deer. Yeah! Go meat! I am sure you will get to see those great photos later. He should be back next week to give me more good stuff to blog about. It certainly gets quite around here with out him.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
So my house (as I have mentioned) is very old. The Hunter and I have our bedroom downstairs. The room were we sleep is also a washroom/water heater closet/basement. It is not the relaxing bed room you may be envisioning (go figure). Well our rat/mice situation got so bad at one time that the Hunter cut a large hole in the ceiling to better access the space that the little buggers were running amuck in, in the night. He then patched the giant hole with a piece of sheet metal. (of course). The last couple of nights we have been hearing the pitter patter of little feet (mouse feet that is) so he puts a trap in the ceiling....right on top of the sheet metal patch. So you guessed it at 2:00 in the morning....SMACK!!! Then thunk, thunk, thunk. It could possibly have been louder if it were on the night stand next to my bed.
Just as a side story, I was also having trouble with rats stealing my tomatoes. Hunter very nicely placed some traps on the deck. Well something sprung it and then carried of one of our good 3.00 dollar traps. The traps are now on chains screwed to the deck.
This is the same man that screwed the cushions on to the couch because they kept sliding off. I shit you not. I do not make this stuff up.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
WTF? Who's life did I sign up for?
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
This road is now used as a short cut between two cities. It is very busy. The windows you see are to my living room. We hear everything. Well because we have the goats. City folk who ain't never seen a goat before feel like stopping to take pictures. Right in front of the house. This causes the dogs to bark and wake up TLC. Because of course people only stop during nap time.
This was the hunters solution.
I convinced him to leave the word/s Fuck and/or Fuckin out of the sign. We also have similar signs posted on the garage and front gate. Jealous yet? Wish your hubbies were so creative with a Sharpie. Think people will get it now?
I also thought you might like to see how some cabinets got baby proofed. I remind you the Hunter is a Sheet Metal worker by trade. You know Heating and Air. Duct work
Last but not least.
Know how this is a man's house?
It's horny. Ha Ha Ha. Actually they are some (I stress some) of the antlers and drop horns Jeff has found or killed over the years. Which is why he had to build this little house. To keep all his huntin stuff in.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
The Littlest Cowboy has a horrible ear infection. You can imagine how pleasant that is for me. Poor little kid. I did manage to go get a facial today. It was lovely. Jan, is my esthetician, she gave me a neck massage too. After she was done she said I had a lot of tension in my neck and shoulders. Duh, Ya think.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
1. He has to be off work
2. He can't go hunting
3. He has to be home on the couch. (My least favorite)
4. He has a hard time watching TLC because he's not really supposed to be lifting things.(although his back is great, it's his leg that is the problem)
5. I don't get to ride much because of #4
So I think I will probably not be going to the show on the 13th, total bummer. Oh well.
Mom and I are going to go to the Draft Horse Classic in a couple weeks. It's a really cool horse show and harvest festival. Lots of cool old carts and carriages and some beautiful horses.
We are also going to be trying to convince Grandpa Jesus to take us to the Snaffle bit Futurity in Reno in Oct.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
P.s It's 104 degrees today.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
This is the front entrance to the spa
It was Divine. If you ever get a chance to go
The trip to the spa was awesome. I had such a good time. Despite the small family feud that is going on, I really do like my husbands family.
The ladies in attendance where, My mother in law, 2 sister in laws, 2 cousins and and aunt.
I received two treatments. A Lomi Lomi Massage and a pineapple papaya scrub.
It was great.
We arrived in the limo about 2:00 so we were actually a little late. So I didn't get a chance to sit in the whirlpool or hang out by the lagoon like pool. Their lounge is great! The attendants bring out yummy fruit kabobs and they have cucumber water and three different teas for you. They pretty much wait on you hand and foot.
I also liked that the same girl did both of my treatments. That way I don't feel like everyone in Napa got to put their grubby little mitts all over my body.
After our day at the spa we went to dinner at one of their restaurants. It was so good. It was one of those times where you know you should stop eating but you can't because it's just soooo good!
Anyway, we didn't even get home till 10:00. I took pictures of the limo but unfortunately my memory chip was actin crazy and I lost a whole bunch of photos. Damn technology.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Once upon a time there was a Great Grandfather who came to the united states from Portugal and worked his skinny little ass off to buy 100 acres of prime California Real estate. He paid around 1000. dollars an acre for 100 acres in the early 20's. Many people said he was crazy that the price was too high. "Don't worry" he said " The property will pay for itself." Well, sure as shit he did. First by growing tomatoes then with raising cattle. He raised a lovely little family. His children and their children in turn raised their children on the same property. Well now his great, great grand children are here. However. living in CA has some down falls. In the 70's the property was turned over onto the "Williamson Act" this is basically an act to keep people from building like a hundred houses on their property and fuckin up the country for everyone else. It also kept your taxes low.
I am fortunate enough to live on 17 acres of the original 100. The only problem is my house is a piece of crap When I say piece of crap I mean it. there are places that the foundation is coming away from the walls, I am sure there are termites.(hopefully they don't stop holding hands I think that's what is keepin everything together) My bathroom has no heater or vent and the walls are literally falling apart, my bedroom is also the laundry room/storm cellar/water heater closet and it sits on the road. This was not a problem in 1920 because there was no road. Now it's like living on the highway. My husband has been working with the county to try and find out how to get us off the Williams act (which ain't easy it can take up to 10 years) so that we can build a house at the top of our property (considering that everything about our house is illegal.) Well the Hunter has been working on this for a very long time talking to country planers and finding out what needs to be the first step. He finally found a lawyer that deals with this kind of thing. Got his mother to agree to go see the lawyer and figure out how to split the property up in a living trust/will so that he and the Princess (the Hunters twin sister) will be most profitable and make the transition easier and less expensive if god forbid something happen to his mother. However the spoiled little princess without doing any work, or asking any questions, threw a total hissy fit that she wasn't involved and that he was only doing all this for his own benefit. Well that really pissed off the Hunter. The whole reason for him doing this is so that it benefits them both in the event of their very own mothers death. Not only that but it would keep the houses and property from going in to probate, which, is whats going to happen now. The Mother was so upset by the Hissy fit that she called off the meeting with the good lawyer. Saying she will use her Lawyer, who by the way she hates. Not only that but Mother in law is the BIGGEST procrastinator ever!
Example: The Hunters older sister died of cancer almost 3 years ago. There is still no plaque on the grave site. The cars are all still in her name sitting in the field up at Mother in laws and there is still problems with the taxes and credit cards that no one has taken care of.
Now all the Hunters work is down the tubes because of a spoiled little brat. Meanwhile we are living in a house that you can't fix because you can't pull permits on it, and we can't build because we can't have Mother in law divided it up and The Hunter isn't talking to either of them. AHHH!!! It is so frustrating to be living on land that doesn't work for you. Whats the point. Seventeen acres and all we have on it is a chicken coop, four goats and a lot of poison oak. I pay (get this) $375.00 a month to board my horse five miles from my house. (You may close your mouth now.) Why you ask? Because there is no barn (any more) no arena and no where to ride. How totally ridiculous is that. I am not really sure how this this little tale will end but I will keep you updated.
On an up note I get to go to a spa in Napa on Saturday. (with the Mother in Law and the Princess) should be fun.
Monday, August 17, 2009
We ended up getting eighth place in our last class. (in a class of about 13) Hooray Bob.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
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