bein' a bumpkin...

The best part of being a bumpkin is that you can go work in the yard and no one bothers you. Your neighbors do not feel the need to come out and chit chat, people do not look out the window with their hand on the phone ready to call the home owners association, the neighbor's kids do not try to run you of with their new fandangled toys. Just you, the great outdoors, and peace and quiet.

Until you come to the realization that the people before you had no idea about yard work and you are waging war on a pricker bush with family. And as you are ripping it out of the ground all of it's children have decided to rise up against you. Yes it is true where the is one pricker bush, there are many little pricker bushes waiting to scratch you and make you bleed. They were holdin on for dear life too. They had worked their way up into the siding of the garage, behind a shed, and were starting down the driveway.

It may have taken me two hours, I may have lost blood, and I may have dug up a good part of the lawn but darn it all those pricker bushes are ripped out. And just to be sure - I am getting Round Up!

yee haw...

Any redneck would be very jealous of my fun filled weekend. It consisted of tractor rides, tractor attachment education, tractor purchase, ripping out trees with a tow strap and truck, creating a brush pile in plain viewing site, having the fire department show up to my neighbors house because we were burning said brush pile, four wheeling through the front yard, cutting down stuff, digging in the dirt, a trip to TSC (Tractor Supply Company - for ya citified folks), and 84 Lumber. The merits of shooting squirrels with bee bee guns was also discussed.

Oh yes and we went to a dinner at the local fire hall and watched people county line dance....

There were two songs that played through my head this weekend.... Redneck Woman and Dueling Banjos... what does the mean?

Ok let the redneck jokes start...

Don't go back to Rockville....

Maybe I have been country-fied, maybe I have gotten long in the tooth and have no patience for stupid drivers. Or maybe it was the fourth time that I got cut off by some moroff drinking their *$ quad venti latte, yaking on their cell phone, yelling at their kids in the back seat, while putting on makeup and driving a minivan in Rockville. (I saw a great bumper sticker the other day. It said, "Minivans are proof that there is evil in the world." I happen to agree.)

In any case - I am not going back to Rockville.

Death by Cheney...

I found this on this blog (http://jokesandfunnypictures.blogspot.com). Check it out for some other funny and amusing pics!

GEE - I really miss curling!

http://www.ebaumsworld.com/games/puppycurling.html

New addition to the family....

Jeff and I have a new addition to the family!! No - there is not child in our future (All together now deep breath!) - well at least with 2 legs. Jeff and I have brought Hunter, a 6 year olf yellow lab into the fold. He is adjusting to Tosha and seems to be pretty happy. He has gotten over the crying and the barking. Tosha is happy to have a friend again Will be posting a picture soon!