Some new ink

If you came here thinking this post was going to be about me getting some ink, well, sorry to disappoint but it isn't. I don't post on here often in general and I really don't post about Monkey & Bean often but this I had to share.

Today, I am posting about my kids, well one of them. Monkey is becoming quite the handful at home. She lives in a perpetual state of time out and is basically (and, Monkey, I do love you more than life itself) a pain in the ass. This morning the girls wanted to to crafts and stamp. We've done this craft numerous times and they have both done great. I set everything up and walked to the next room to do laundry. About 5 minutes later and I hear Bean yell 'Mom, Monkey's hands are all purple." Knowing Monkey compounded with the fact that I left her alone with INK I knew this probably wasn't a good thing.

This is what I saw.

Four words.

WASHABLE

INK

MY

ASS

I had to put her in a bubble bath and let her soak her hands to get them clean.

After about thirty minutes in the tub this was the best we could do. (After her second bubble bath of the day her hands are now clean)

I think I will frame this.

Game on... You nasty dirty rotten squirrels.

I don't like squirrels. I understand they are one of God's creatures and all that bullshit crap but to me they are basically rats with a nicer coat. They eat from my bird feeders and have learned how to basically turn one of my feeders totally upside down so all of the food falls out and then the dirty bastard eat it off the ground. I actually witnessed this happening today and as I scurried off to get my camera Monkey & Bean scared the little critter away.

For as much as the stealing of the bird food pisses me off what really makes me detest these vile creatures is the way they molest my pumpkins.

Yes, I said molest. Molest means: To disturb, interfere with, or annoy. Those damn squirrels disturb my pumpkins every year.

Here is a picture of one of many pumpkins that didn't survive last year.



Here is my first pumpkin of the season ~ Pretty little pumpkin, huh?

I want to do everything I can to make sure the squirrels stay away from the pumpkins this year so I did what every one does when researching a topic. I Googled it and these are some of the answers I found.

1) Place a slaughtered squirrel close to the pumpkins, that would show them that you mean business. Plus it would be a cool look for Halloween.

2) Put a little hot red pepper flakes around it.

3) Shoot them (Ding Ding... I think we have a winner)

4) Try Plantskydd (I have no idea what this is)

5) Mix a little garlic pepper or cayenne pepper with water and a couple of drops of vegetable oil in a spray bottle. Mist it on the pumpkins as needed.
To which someone answered.....In response to using hot pepper/cayenne - please do not use these to deter squirrels. This is very cruel and burns their eyes and face. This will not work to deter squirrels by its scent, but by making them suffer every time their faces come into contact with it.

6) A friend of mine told me to pee on or around the pumpkin.

Well, I think the answer is clear.



One quick question. Can you get a ticket for pissing on a pumpkin?

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Sample This.....

I haven't posted on here for LOOOONG time and as much as I would love to tell you it has been because I've been on tour with Wilco, vacationing in Mexico, or getting my PhD. in Astrophysics I assure you it wasn't anything like that. But it also has nothing to do with not having stuff going on in my life that is blog worthy. Quite the opposite, I feel, at times that I've had far too much to going on and causing my brain to swirl around NON-STOP. Much of it cannot be blogged about. Some things are just not OK to put out here.

Illness.

Death.

Love that was lost.

Depression.

Mental Breaks.

Lines that were crossed.

Trust that was broken.

Lies that were told.

Love that was found.

Part of me thinks it would be good to write about some of things I've (and my family) been going through & dealing with but there are things that, right now, I do not feel comfortable putting out in the blogosphere. I can say fo sho the recent events have had a profound affect on me, but isn't just about me and I would never want to take a chance of hurting anyone; therefore, the life experience of last few months will become memories and lessons learned.

Rather than share the actual experiences I've decided to sample (a la P Diddy, Notorious BIG, Dr.Dre, and Jay Z) some of the lessons learned over the last months.

1) I miss my grandma a lot. I miss talking about Court TV, Nancy Grace, playing games and sharing what good books we've read.

2) Sometimes knowing something, really knowing something in your heart has to be enough.

3) You might have to be on the verge of walking away from something before you realize that maybe, just maybe, it's worth fighting for.

4) I know exactly what this quote means: 'Giving up doesn't always mean you are weak; sometimes it means that you are strong enough to let go.'

5) A true friend is some one who can be out of your life for years and when you reconnect it feels like you've never lost touch. You don't miss a beat and it just falls in to place. It takes very little effort and feels like home.

6) I used to think that you should always tell people how you feel about them - the good, the bad (but mostly the good) or otherwise but I've learned that some things better left unsaid.

7) I have learned that while those who speak about one’s miseries usually hurt, those who keep silence hurt more.

8) Maintaining my sense of humor when parts of my life are falling apart is key to keeping my sanity.

9) Getting healthy mentally, physically, emotionally is a must. Not just for myself but so I can be a better momma to Bean and Monkey.

10) You have to find a way to forgive if you want a chance at the future. If you can't forgive - then you must get the strength to let go and move on.

Right now, this is what I know...