Housekeeper willing to clean up after 4 dogs, a zombie, a lazy artist and workaholic.

The zombie is allergic to all chemicals and two of the dogs are afraid of vacuums. The workaholic only comes home to eat and the artist stays behind a screen most of the time.

This sounds like a good story premise. lol

Silence is 

I mentioned before that my daughter was catching up on GoT and we watched the last two episodes of season 7 today.  We’ve really have had fun laughing at inside jokes, and Pinterest memes behind her back but tonight we were silent when she started to question things during the episodes- trying make us hint to something that was coming.

We know nothing.

My Mind: I would say burn to that comment but that was cold.

Pain in the butt

We have four horses – Chaser, (the daughter) likes to live up to her name and chase the goats, dogs and the other horses – especially her father. The bond between those two is really fun to watch but sometimes she’s just a pill.

As I was watching them the other morning, I saw Chaser returning from the water trough to the food bale – walk right next to her father who was grazing peacefully – she then hip bumped him and sent him stumbling.

She does this often – Talk about having a child that is a literal pain in the butt.

Civilization VS Nature 

I managed to crawl out of my room to eat and watch some GoT with the family this evening- Kaylie made a remark about needing to shave and we started discussing the evolution of not shaving. She was well past the stage of catus and jungle- all indigenous life had been irraticated and nature had been allowed to reclaim what’s theirs!


When every we watch movies for the first time that our children have seen, we can’t get through it without their remarks. So we end up missing something or finding out before we should. 

My oldest is behind on Game of Thrones so we have been watching the episodes with her and taking the time to hint about upcoming events. This is so much fun!

You dog!

Today was full of excitement- must be the full moon- but I’m only going to tell you one story that happened.

My oldest is now living with us again and had a short work schedule so I allowed one of her dogs to stay home with my two. Percy, the tall -toothless- white borzoi is a good boy for the most part but I have had problems with him running into the highway  or off to the DWR property behind our neighbors house so when I heard horns blaring this morning I panic. I was afraid one of the dogs was in the road but I found all three dogs laying in the living room.

I relaxed and returned to making my breakfast. Toasted banana bread with butter. I had just replaced the butter when I heard more honking and braking tires. This was not good. I noticed that my neighbor’s cow from across the street had gotten free and was playing frogger with the morning traffic. I dropped everything and rushed out to take care of it- which was fairly easier than we thought it would be.

When I returned into the house I was greeted by an unexpected sight. Druid was laying in the living room licking the carpet crazily, Hickory was sniffing around, and Percy was standing in the kitchen looking guilty. Instantly I thought I had lost my breakfast to the three opportunist but the bread was still sitting on the counter. What was missing? The stick of butter – and when I tried to replace it – the culprit stepped forward and drooled for more!

I guess I shouldn’t be surprised- his mother liked to do the same thing. (aka- my oldest daughter)