I've got a good pal who's unloading a BUNCH of scrapbooking stuff... all new condition, and great prices. She's a Facebooker, and she's been putting pics of it in an album over there. Pics like this:
and this...
and yes, this too...
Have I piqued your interest?
If you want the hook up, email me and I'll forward her your email. Or maybe you can find her through Facebook by going to my profile...I'm not sure how that works. Anyhoo... go shopping, buy somethin', have fun!
I know. I promised yesterday that I'd post a real live scrapbooking blog instead of chicken stuff. So I am going to go ahead and say right now that I am not talking about chickens in this post. Period.
I'm not going to talk about how Kristine and I walked into Miss Priss' bedroom at midnight last night and found all three chicks roosting on the edge of their cardboard box. Or that I almost had a cow about it, which would be crazy because then I'd have chickens AND a cow, which would make me like a farmer person or something, and I'll not stand for such absurdity.
Nope I'm not gonna show you this picture of them perching on the edge of the box...
...not gonna do it... wouldn't be prudent. (Old SNL reference there folks.)
I'm also not gonna tell you about how I tromped out to the garden and found some sort of cage lookin' stuff Big Dave's been hoarding for the coup. (Big Dave's off on a turkey hunt so I'm having to deal with this situation on my own. Not good.)
And I'm certainly not showing you the scaled down version of Alcatraz that I erected in Miss Priss' bedroom to keep the chicks happy...
You can tell this is the room of an eleven year old right? Well, with the exception of poultry of course. Check out the mountain of crapola piled on top of her desk. (Which by the way Sid, she disposed of the bowl of curdled milk this morning without me having to prompt her. It only took two days for her to notice the stench, not bad.)
And since this isn't supposed to be a chicken post I guess I better show some scrapbook layouts eh? I've got a couple from last nights playtime with Sid and Kristine. Let's see...
Love this bright silly paper from Cherry Arte! And of course my fave letters from A to Z.
This one's been added to my all time favorite layouts list...
She'll probably try to kill me in my sleep for posting this, so if you don't hear from me again I'd recommend questioning the kid. Don't you think these shiny blue chipboard letters are PERFECT for this? Kristine found 'em a Big Lots for $2 a pack. I scuffed 'em up and slapped 'em on. The paper's from that birthday line Scenic Route put out a while ago, and of course I've gotta give props to the KI swirly paper that I just can't seem to get enough of. Yep, I LOVE this layout!
Now's your chance... if you have an aversion to poultry please change the channel.
Today's post is all about our fine feathered friends and their new house... sorry. Don't worry though because Sid and Kristine are coming over later to scrap in the penthouse so I'll have scrappy stuff to show tomorrow. Promise.
First, let's talk about the girls. We've had these lovely ladies for two weeks now and they have grown like crazy. I had no idea they'd double in size in this short length of time... it's so cool! (Talk about a learning opportunity for Miss Priss right?)
She's also learned that chickens are kind of stupid and poop in their waterbowl. Gross.
So here are the ladies...
I think they hate me. They always give me that beady eyed glare... it's a little unnerving.
So now I just put the camera in their box and set it on self-timer; they're still pretty pissy about it though. But I throw some feed on the ground and it makes it all better.
(Yes that is poop on the wall AND on Geraldine's back... they're disgusting I tell you.)
Man, I'll be glad when they can go out to their hen house, although Miss Priss will be sad because she enjoys playing with them in her bedroom. Her bedroom that smells like chicken poop. (Oh wait, I think it already smelled that way before we got the chicks.)
So here's their new digs... ready and waiting for them. Big Dave still has to build the fenced pen, SOON.
This is the side that will be in the fenced area. Love their little entry door, too cute.
Other side...
Okay so Big Dave's pretty talented in a lot of areas, but he ain't no carpenter...needless to say, I'm guessing there isn't a straight cut on the whole house. But it works and hopefully the chickens won't be upset when it's not on the cover of Architectual Digest.
He is fairly clever though, and with the help of some internet research on hen houses I think he came up with some cool ideas.
Like the drop down door access to the nesting boxes (where they lay their eggs) and the pull-out poop catcher under the roosting bar (where they sleep.)
There are windows for ventilation under each of the awnings and they're covered in mesh so the predators can't get in.
This is the inside view (of course) and those are the two nesting boxes that will be filled with hay to make them nice and comfy for the girls. The floor and the pull-out poop catcher are covered in linoleum for (hopefully) easy clean-up.
I don't know a darned thing about henhouses (like is it two words or a compound word?) but I'm thinkin' if I was a chicken I'd be pretty happy with it.
Oh, and here's a little video of the ladies gettin' their grub on. Such a busy pack of little peckers!
Oh hear ye, hear ye brothers and sisters! We've got STUFF growing in the garden and I'm not just talkin' about sprouts and leaves. Oh no, I'm talkin' about the real deal... sun-loving, rain-guzzling fruits and veggies. These fruitful friends are springin', sprangin', and sprungin' all over the place... delish!
And of course you know what happens when I find something new in the yard don't you? Yep, you guessed it... It's photo tour time!
The plum trees are plummin'...
...the pear tree's pearin'...
(not to be confused with a peering pear tree...because if I were to say the pear tree is actually peering, then it would be a potential abuse of personification in my humble opinion.)
Okay, where was I? (la la land?)
Oh yes, the 'maters are 'materin'...
...and the radishes, which look quite ravishing may I add, are radishizing (they're such divas)...
And although we don't have punkin's to show yet, check out these big fat leaves...
...they're bigger than Muffin! (see her hiding back there?)
This little guy's pretty interesting too...
I think it's broccoli... anybody know? I dug it out of the compost pile because it had new leaves growing off of the stalk, stuck it in the ground and it has really taken off. It's our mystery veggie... exciting I know. We're all about mind boggling mysteries aruond here. Jealous right?
Okay, I think I smell the faint smoky goodness of Mom's burnpile next door so I'm gonna head over there and see what she's up to. Gotta go!
I'm bogged down with schoolwork in a big bad way, and really need a mood lightener. How 'bout we check out Kristine's kickball form. (I'll bet there's a giggle to be had.)
In case I've failed to mention it, it's kickball season again. Lucky for me, I don't have to play this time (that's what happens when you're really crappy and scared of the big, soft, bouncy ball.) So I get to hang out and watch Big Dave and my pals play from the safety of the bleachers.
Ah yes, much better here. And look, Kristine's up to kick...
"Run Teeny RUN!"
(She's such a stud.)
However, when last week's game ended she was left stranded on third base... so I said, "Hey why don't you act like you're runnin' home and I'll take your picture."
Always a good sport and up for a photo-op my bff started charging toward homeplate.
At the last minute she decided to slide (for dramatic purposes) but something went terribly wrong...
...um hey Kristine watch out for that sticky clay...
...it might be...well, too sticky to slide.
hee heee... uh oh, it looks like she hurt her hiney...
(Check out the dude scratchin' his head like, "what the heck's wrong with these chics?")
Oh look, here comes Teddy to the rescue...
That's not a look of hysterical glee on his face, really... it's um... profound concern... yes that's it.
That's my girl... my beautiful, studly, horribly mocked, taunted and embarrassed girl.
Oh my goodness... I just had the funniest thing happen. Talk about a wake up call! It goes like this...
See this kid right here?
Yeah, that one. Well she totally cracked me up tonight. You see, I just dropped her off at her first boy-girl dance party (heavily chaperoned may I add.) She was so cute, all dressed up lookin' like she just stepped right out of a Hannah Montana episode... ah my baby.
So I was a bit trepidatious about her going to this party, well just because it's something new and I see it as a door opening up into the whole middle school life, which I'm not quite ready for. So about an hour into the party I texted her this...
Oops, too blurry... It says, "Having fun?" You know real easy going, just makin' sure she's feelin' good and all.
And this is what I get back...
It says, "Gosh Mom, it's not cool to text me at a bday party."
Seriously? Bwaaaaaaaah!!!!! I got served!
Yep, my little girl might be not so little anymore.
Okay, I can't stand it one more minute...not one. When we moved out here in September the azaleas were HUGE, but I decided not to cut 'em all down because I worried about not having blooms this Spring. Well, the blooms have come and gone, and boy they were definitely worth the wait. However, now that they've shown me the goods, it's time for me to take 'em down a few notches.
So if you need me I'll be here...
...see how tall the bushes are next to me? Well, I'm wacking them down to mid calf level. I know, work right? Ah, but it's so beautiful outside I don't mind. (Except for the gnats... ugh, they are brutal!)
And while I'm slaving away, Ruby and the rest of my pet gang are being very helpful by warding off evil turtles...
Okay, I know that the turtle really isn't evil, but don't try to tell that to Ruby...
Alright, I know I've got TOO much to do to justify getting back in bed, but this is the perfect day for it. It's rainy and hard to listen to the radio b/c the doggone weather alert buzzer keeps interrupting the Kid Kraddick show. However I've got two projects due for school next week, and a fat roll to burn off.
And if I do end up with some spare time, I probably need to clean up the penthouse a little...
It looks like a scrappy typhoon went through there. Hey, but check it out... I scrapped a quicky Sunday night before watching the finale of Rock of Love, wanna see it?
Like I said, it was a quicky... premade accents from My Mind's Eye (title, frame and flowers) brads and clippy thing from 7 Gypsies.
Oh, and speaking of scrapbooking... you've gotta go over to this chick's blog I stumbled on (if you haven't already found her.) Her name is Jana Eubank and her layouts are soooo freakin' pretty! Just another super cool scrapper for us to stalk, hee hee. ;)
And finally, I'll leave you with this...
How funny is this? We put this thermometer in the chicks' box to make sure we were keeping them warm enough, and now they keep staring at it. Seriously, this was a day after we put it in there and they still just sit there and watch it. SO funny, and pretty cute too.
Hope you're havin' a hippity hoppity good time today, I know I am! I'm back from lunch at Mom's (minus my sweet sis who's kid came down with strept throat) but we still had a lovely time...
Mom's table was gorgeous as usual and full o' yumminess...
...Big Dave especially enjoyed the desserts...
And as always, my favorite part is hanging out after lunch. It's so hot, I got a farmers tan sitting outside for thirty minutes.
Of course Miss Priss awoke to a full basket of goodies this morning...
And she was quite proud of her Easter Bunny cake (she did all the decorating while I played on Facebook.)
There was the obligatory egg hunt...
(It was all a blur...ha!) I think I better change the settings on my camera.
Check it out... Ruby even found an egg!
So that's our Easter in a nutshell... or shall I say, eggshell, har hardy har har!
And after all that, I think I'm going to pass out on the couch for a little while...