Damn Bird....

Monday, while in the car going to pick up my kids from school, the story begins...
I had a day filled with house cleaning and  was dressed in sweats, flip flops, sweat shirt and my hair was piled into a nice big old bun on top of my head, the best clothes for cleaning. When I looked at the clock and noticed it was time to pick up my children from their long day at school, I grabbed 2 out of the 3 kids I was tending (the littlest one was napping with Uncle Todd), and quickly piled everyone into the car. Off we went.  When we turned the corner what pray tell did my little eye spy but a CHICKEN in the middle of someone's front yard. I quickly pulled over knowing damn well I also have a Rhodle Island Red and this looked like her. I turned off the car, locked the kids inside and took off like a mad woman trying to catch her. She would come really close and take off and I swear she knew what she was doing. My toes were exposed in the 4 inches of snow and the bun was bouncing, threating to spill out from on top of my head. I made a grab at her and missed but got a good look at her: she was NOT mine!!! I wasted a good 10 minutes chasing someone elses chicken.... I bet I looked so sexy!!!!
Have a laugh on me and my cold little toes.
When I got back to the car the kids were laughing their heads off at me...damn bird!!

Crap In The Breezeway And Let The Breeding Games Begin...

This is a picture from inside my back door. I have a little breezeway between the back door and the door to go outside. I keep my seeds, pots and shoes etc in the the little room. We have 2 pets doors, one from the kitchen/computer room into the breezeway and the other from the breezeway into the back yard. Well guess what....my chickens have learned to go through the outside pet door and come into my breezeway, hence the title..crap in the breezeway. I am lucky they only free range during the winter months.... frozen chicken poo is not fun to clean up!!! The best part about all of this naughtiness is that sometimes they trap the cat into the breezeway with them..hahaha. The creepy part is that sometimes I look over and see ONE eye starring at me!!!

This sassy looking couple is our breeding pair of Malaysian Seramas. We now have two females and one rooster. These awesome mini chickens along with their custom built polygamist coop was my Christmas gift from my hubby. My son named the rooster The Kernel and we are still in need of two hen names (suggestions please). They are the smallest breed of chickens in the world and we do not know of any breeders in Utah that offer them. I hope they lay some eggs real soon.

Boom Boom Boom...

I apologize. I apologize deeply and wholeheartedly. I apologize for subjecting you to 2 minutes of ear piercing hell! Johnny one note was in the house and I am soooooo sorry. This morning when I was at the gym running or doing the "hamster thing" as I like to call it, somewhere between mile 3 and 4  I lost myself, for just a moment. I realized after the eye shots, glares and laughs that I was singing out loud!!!! Horror!!!! The song I was singing...

Boom Boom by Freezepop

 (If you would like to know why this was embarrassing just go look up the lyrics on line!!!!)

I will go to the gym tomorrow morning with my head held high, I think!

Rain And Puddles Of Drool!

It rained all night. A lot of the flowers have burst open this morning seeking the water. It finally feels like Spring to me.

 I have had my niece and nephew staying with me while their mother is out of town. My house being small and having the front room occupied by my daughter (recovering from getting her wisdom teeth out), they had to sleep in the computer room. The back door, fitted with a cat door, is in this room. We blew up the mattress and made a cute little bed for them and pushed it up against the back door. All was well and soon they drifted of into sleep. I was awoken by yelling at 3 a.m. I quickly ran from my room to where the kids had been sleeping... Hailey was sitting up with soaking wet hair and she was not happy. She was pointing to a huge wet spot between her and her little brother and proclaiming as loud as she could that she did NOT do this!! Apparently during the thunder storm, my 100 pound Golden Retriever was so scared that he stuck his head through the cat door, drooling all over the kids. (My nephew slept through all of this). The dog cried and cried but with the mattress up against the door I couldn't let him in. He was in a covered little patio but the door was open and swinging with the rain. I think Hailey ended up sleeping with her hand through the cat door on top of the dog's head and at 5:30 this morning I awoke them and started the showers. The dog was so happy to be inside he laid under the kitchen table and fell asleep. Me on the other hand will have piles of wet laundry to do and a bathroom to clean. Hurray for guard dogs...

Lara and guard dog (lap dog) camping Christmas Meadows, Upper Uinta Mountains, Utah 2009

Peep Show !!!

Happy Easter, enjoy the Peep Show!