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The Living Without Series

This is a series of posts that I wrote back in 2006 on living with less stuff. Check them out: liv011Living #2liv031liv04

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The Chicken Doctor

April

The Architect

Clay

I’m working hard and hardly working.

Sometimes I have to ask you all to help decide what the heck I should post.  “It’s all up here”, is what I like to say pointing to my head.  Can any of you read my thoughts yet, because that would sure save me a lot of time typing and taking photos.DSC00700I could tell you about this little gem.  Actually, it’s not so little, it’s a lot bigger than my house.  My house is little.

Or…

How to make vanilla.

How I’m recovering two chairs that I dug out of a dumpser.

How I’m trying to avoid painting my floors.

How my mom won’t stop nagging me to get the floors done.

How to write a blog post by not really blogging about anything.

How to how to how to.

How now brown cow.

How ’bout you stick it.

How’s yo mamma and yo pappa and yo little baby bro?

Anything sound interesting?  Anything at all?  No?  Yes?  I’ll sit right here until you tell me.  Did I mention my mom is on her way over?  Just as I see her pull into the drive I’m going to rush around and act busy, like I’ve been working for hours.  It’s a skill I learned at a very young age.  Please don’t tell my mom.

July 29th, 2009 | Category: Coal Creek Farm | 58 comments

Clay’s Love Story Continues

I’m just as surprised as all of you that he keeps writing.  I thought by now he would have grown weary of this whole blogging busines.  I think it’s the comments that keep him going.

I have to tell you, just so you know, that my two oldest children read this blog and frequently pester Clay to get the next installment done.  I think I’ve mentioned before how weird my kids are, right?  They get it from their father.  I’m the normal one, at least that’s what I believe and I’m sticking to it.

Now, go read part 578 or whatever it is.  If you’re new here you’ll want to start with part I and work your way through, if you can bear it.

July 26th, 2009 | Category: Uncategorized | 9 comments

A Few Notes From April

I have been meaning to repaint my childhood furniture that has been living with me since I was seven years old for the past sixteen years.  My daughter has finally taken it upon herself to do this job.  I couldn’t be happier.  She’s also asking about curtains and reupolstering a chair in her room, painting the floor and the walls.  Looks like she’s going to be busy and I’m going to be drinking iced tea.

My son Ike is getting some tutoring before school starts this fall.  He was trying to ask his dad a question yesterday as he was being driven to his tutor’s house.  It went a little something like this…

“Dad, dad, dad, when I’m done with that fart…farting…farter…fartering…”

“Isaac, do you mean tutoring?”

“Oh, yeah!  When I’m done with that tootering, can we get something to eat?”

And then we all died laughing.  Because in a seven year old’s mind when you talk about tutoring it sounds like TOOTering.  And that’s the way it should be.

In other gross news, did you know that if you make jalapeno poppers and feed them to a person that has been struggling with bouts of diarrhea for a couple days they will start saying things like “spicy butt ring”, “jalapeno butt burn”, “hot hole”, “lava sphincter” and “jalapeno poopers”?  This can all be avoided and should in any family with manners.  Obviously my family is not one of those.

Carry on.

July 24th, 2009 | Category: Me | 39 comments
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