Call me a cynic...

This bumper sticker annoys the ever-loving-heck out of me.




These are a few of the random thoughts that leap to mind when I see some guy driving around advertising the fact that his better half keeps sensitive parts of his lower half in her purse...

-Hmm mmm, sure you do.
-I wonder if the wife put the sticker in his Christmas stocking.

-I'm positive there's a statistic regarding how many serial killers/stalkers/perverts have been found to have that very same bumper sticker.


-Who are you trying to convince? Me? Your wife? Yourself?


-That sticker lowers the resale value of your pick-up truck by about 50%.


-I wonder if I can convince Mark to slap one on the back of his BMW?


-I wonder what Mark would do if I surprised him by slapping one of those onto the back of his BMW?

Blogging...Take 3

A few weeks ago I decided to begin blogging again.

So I created a new blog. Somehow it seemed like the "right" way to start fresh. Clean slate and all that. In reality the new blog idea was driven by my perfectionism. I needed to have a blog that didn't have a whole year missing... so starting a new one would make the 14 month gap less obvious. Makes complete sense, no?

Have I ever mentioned that I have issues?

After being asked by husband "Now why did you start a whole new blog again?" no less than umpteen million times...and being chastised by a friend with a few less issues than me (thanks Stace) that I was "being silly" and "that doesn't even make sense. Just pick up where you left off already"...I decided to do just that.

Besides...this blog feels right and the other felt uncomfortable and contrived. I may have mentioned that I have issues.

Now, I can't figure out how to copy and paste the two posts on the other blog to this blog...so if you want to read about the garden and the chickens follow these two links:

The garden...

The chickens...

From now on, you can find me here.