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Category Archives: Chicken Babies

Meet Hugo, the latest Millionaire sob story. This little lost sweetheart showed up on our doorstep, cold and starving. I haven’t been able to locate an owner, so it looks like we have kitty number 8.


Happy Love day, everybody.


We seem to have acquired another cat. We waited several days, trying to locate an owner for this little lump of skin and bones we found freezing on the front porch. Now he has been named: Hugo. He’s scared shitless of anything that moves, but drum practice didn’t faze him at all. He’s super cute, […]


Today is my chicken baby girl’s birthday. She decided on a room makeover. Now, I don’t know how most people go about a room makeover, but I don’t have a few grand to throw at a 14 year old’s room, so we started small. I bought a few thrifted and clearance items to get us […]


Just phoning it in today to say how little there is going on around these parts. School is back in session, people are sick, Ski club started for the middle school, the cats are cute as hell and I’m still pinning more quilts than I will ever make or need in 4 lifetimes. Being sick […]


After his brief nap under the tree, Captain decided to investigate further.  


We have 7 cats. SEVEN. CATS. That means seven times the love and seven times the poop. It also means seven times the territorial disputes and night crazies. I would not trade any of my kitties, but hoo-boy I would trade the spraying, scratching and litter duty. The lovelies at Ceva generously provided me with […]


The Millionaire and I have been cussing and discussing the idea of starting some home improvement projects for quite some time now. I, for one, am positively giddy because I hate almost everything about this place. (Marriage tip no. 483,469,921: don’t buy a house your partner hates) Our house has lots of potential, but unless […]


Every year as a family we typically adopt a family. This year’s finances have been pretty tight, so we aren’t sure if we can swing it. Instead of giving up totally on the idea of helping someone in need, we’ve offered some help to a family friend. Still, it didn’t quite feel comparable to what […]


Whoopie pies for breakfast, that’s why. While I wish the millionaire could go have tourist fun with us, the kids and I are still having a blast. We started our day at the Reading Terminal Market: the Flying Monkey whoopie pies and butter cake, almond croissant and breakfast club on a bagel. The boy wet […]



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