Monday, June 29, 2015

Alice's favorite game

I caught her napping on the bookshelf.

And then:


Her favorite is to climb to the back of the couch and launch herself into the kitchen when I'm doing dishes.  It seems like she's aiming for my shoulder but she'll land anywhere - my head, the sink, the counter.  She's not the most precise flyer.

Love, J

Sunday, June 28, 2015

The real news

Alice the Chicken is not the only new addition to our household.  There is also SL the Child.

She's not all-the-way ours yet but we expect she will be within the year.  For reasons both legal and emotional, she won't feature heavily here or on any of my social media for now.  Or maybe ever.  I haven't decided.

I will let this picture tell you that she and the hubs make a mean rapping duo when they bust out the karaoke machine.

Love, J

Saturday, June 27, 2015


Hello again.  

I'm going through a years-long phase where I would rather set myself on fire than sit down to a computer away from work.  

However, I've got a backlog of some sweet photos*, videos, and general life updates I want to record, so here I am.  

We have a chicken now.  She showed up under step-dad and O's** back deck about a month ago, and was passed along to our household because we don't live with any sneaky cats who eyeball her with that rotten look on their face that says they're just biding their time until the humans leave the room.

This is her a few days after coming to live with us, when she was much smaller:


I really appreciate her company while I play in the garden.  The rabbits all need constant supervision so I have to keep them in their pens if I want to get anything done.  But this girl just follows me around, cheeping, eating bugs, and taking dirt baths.

She also makes an excellent nap buddy.

And she appreciates the Daily Show.  This is not strictly necessary to win my affection, but it does get you pretty far.


She's living in the kitchen until her coop is finished.  Then we'll get her some chicken friends and she'll move outside with them.

For now she seems very content just hanging out with us and the rabbits.  She's especially bonded with Ginny, who also goes by "The White Rabbit."  And so our little hen is "Alice."

Love, J

*Please forgive the noticeable downgrade in photo quality.  I never replaced Photoshop after we lost our laptop in the burglary, so all these pictures are off my phone and mostly raw, with maybe a couple run through a filter.

**G now goes by O and uses male pronouns.  Same person; same cute little face; same eye roll when he hears me talk about his cute little face.

Monday, November 11, 2013


This girl, she is my love.

 She jumped up into my arms for kisses here.  And then wouldn't leave.  Do you know rabbits at all?  Do you know how they behave?  Not like that.  She's affectionate beyond words, and I adore it.

 Freya and the hubs have a special bond too.  It's funny how uninterested she is in making friends with the other bunnies, but how clingy she is with her humans.  Oh my sweet girl.

Love, J

Sunday, November 10, 2013

B's graduation

This was in the spring, but the photos are sweet and still worth sharing...

First, G had a little graduation of her own

 And then everyone rolled out of town and over to Bellingham for B's big day.

Love, J

Saturday, November 9, 2013

I got me some raised beds

Me, in March, "Boy, keeping the paths in the garden cleared each summer is pretty back-breaking.  I wish we could lay stones or something to keep the weeds down."

Some internet searching... then, "I guess if we were going to do that, what would really look great is if we had raised beds too."

I had impossible material criteria, such as:
- Zero maintenance
- Recycled
- Pretty
- Cheap.  Ideally, free.

And I'll be damned if the internet didn't come through, with an idea to build walls and dig in paths made of "urbanite," or broken up hunks of concrete.

I posted a "wanted" ad on Craigslist for free, busted up concrete.  It took longer than I'd hoped, and we had a few false starts, but then a woman in Post Falls emailed me and said she had a 400 ft. wall made of cinder blocks that she wanted gone, and if we could come haul them away, they were ours.

 So we did (with, as usual, DIL and little brother's great assistance).  And the blocks were BEAUTIFUL.

 And a little while later, I got another email.  This time from a man who had a lot of concrete he wanted to get rid of.  Not only that, he was able to deliver it to us.  Not only THAT, but he also had some really nice dirt to unload, and he was happy to haul that to us as well, and we could use it to fill our new beds.

This has nothing to do with the garden, but aren't they cute?

 Here is where I'm super glad I was not in charge of this project.  It didn't occur to me that leveling and measuring and all that would be such a big deal.  But under DIL's advice, the hubs was meticulous about the whole thing.  And I cringe when I think of how sloppy it would look if I'd had my way and just slapped it all together.

We had a moose in our yard for a day.  It was exciting.

 Holy cow, did the hubs WORK on this thing this summer.  My job was to chip the old mortar off the cinder blocks, haul them to him, keep the weeds down, and bring him iced tea.  His job was everything else, and it was totally backbreaking and hot and TOOK FOREVER, and he's not much of a sun guy in the first place.  Total trouper.

Also, little brother was here pretty much every week, just to hang out, but really to help lots and lots and lots.

 And enjoy rainbows.

 We've got one more bed and a few more paths to do next spring, but it's over halfway done and it looks amazing.  The skill and strength of these guys impresses me to no end.

Love, J

Friday, November 8, 2013

Hubs enters his next decade

This guy turned 30.  We gathered; we ate; we sang.  At the end of the day, I don't think he felt TOO old.  Also, it's hard to take good photos inside of a bar.

Love, J