you just can't make this stuff up...

Thanks to my brother who can always make me laugh with forwards:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fucking,_Austria


Are the residents called Fuckers?
What are the mothers called?
What would you be learning at the Fucking High School?
Does the Fucking Hospital help you with anything else?
If your friend came from another town, he wouldn't be your Fucking
friend.
There is a sign in the town that says 'Bitte! Nicht so schnell', which in English translates to 'Please! Not so fast!

Pride?

Part of me is disgusted with myself, and part of me is disappointed with society, and the rest of me is completely fed up with the L key on my laptop that all of a sudden is sticking ike, I mean, like, crazy.
So Saturday was pride in my little prairie town. We looked forward to it, planned for it, got up and walked downtown for it... oh, what a tiny little gathering there was. Next year we'll be joining Dawg's crew in Toronto. My first instinct was to bail, and the rest of me was thinking, well, someone has to march, right? The last time we went to pride was 5 years ago, and we thought that one was pretty small. We ended up walking in the parade by accident-- not only that but we ended up walking with the group carrying the banner 'Senior's Pride' and I walked next to a woman driving a scooter. I digress...
I guess I shouldn't have expected so much. Pride isn't advertised here, and if I want to go to a big parade I guess we should go to Toronto or Vancouver. I didn't manage to get the courage to join the parade, and J and A were happy not to join either. So we went to one of our favorite little pubs and had our own little pride celebration...
This is likely the one and only time that J will allow me to put a picture of her up on my blog. I am relishing the moment. Rel-ish-ing.

pssst... still gay...

I was having a crappy day, then my brother sent me a forward...

Is there anything better than a car ride?

...ok, for my dog I mean... 'cause I can certainly think of better things!

Things I like and things I don't like...

Like: (love) J an I were going through pictures and videos and I came across this one. I took it almost a year ago-- J and I were in the U-Haul moving from Vancouver Island, the video was taken just after getting off the ferry coming in to Vancouver. J has that 'get that camera off of me' look. Cute.
video removed

Don't like: Today my sister-in-law, A, brought home her 'Betty' dolls (she's in school to become a stylist), and I am thinking that they need to be locked away before I can go to sleep tonight. See below: Simon and the Betty dolls; A and the Betty dolls... I'm so completely creeped out by these things, especially that they have REAL HUMAN HAIR on their heads.

Mmmm.... Saturday.

My cats like boxes... all types. Simon managed to squeeze himself into this one.... Kale looks on in box envy.
You can see my butter churner in the background, it is my prized piece in my home, belonged to my great grandma. My great uncle put a motor on it for her at some point, parts of it are still there.



J and her sister A are in the kitchen making Saturday breakfast. It has been a busy few weeks, A has been living with us for about a month now & will be with us for about a year, and their dad is also here helping J build front and back decks, a side gate, and lay the new flooring in the bathroom and kitchen. Full house, lots of work (and lots of beer!).
Today is a glorious Saturday. I picked chives from the garden to go in the home fries with brekkie-- I loooove this time of year.
It has been a few years since I've had a veggie garden, and the weather has been so awful that it is not growing very well, but hey... I see beets, lettuce, onions and lots of rhubarb so far.
So here is to Saturday, I hope you're all getting the gorgeous sun that we are going to have today (I have nothing to back this up but my fingers are crossed)...

So, if Jessie gets it...