Monthly Archives: March 2007

Chip and I are going to throw a baby shower for our friends Stephanie and Alex. This will be a pretty unconventional baby shower. We’re basing the Mexican theme very loosely on the baby’s in utero name, Conquistador. Instead of … Continue reading →

I may be running afowl of the law. I know I looked up the local ordinances eons ago and thought I found a clear loophole saying that if I kept chickens as pets, not livestock, they were okay. Perhaps I’m … Continue reading →

Corabelle and Jewel have done it! Their very first eggs! I am going to eat these in the morning, when, hopefully, two more will be lying in the coop. I’m so proud! And they used the little nest shelf I … Continue reading →

I guess I answered the “Are you a cannibal?” question correctly. Your results:You are Kaylee Frye (Ship Mechanic) Kaylee Frye (Ship Mechanic) 90% Malcolm Reynolds (Captain) 85% Dr. Simon Tam (Ship Medic) 65% Zoe Washburne (Second-in-command) 60% Inara Serra (Companion) … Continue reading →

. . . would still smell like chicken poop. But still, all that manure that could help create a bunch of these, which do smell sweet. The naming is not yet finalized, but I do like Cousin Sarah’s suggestion to … Continue reading →

The Professor, Kate, Sarah, and I went to the Chicken Palace between Danielsville and Royston on Friday. It was awesome. As a coworker’s friend put it, Better than the movies. It was a huge warehouse with the front devoted to … Continue reading →

Anybody want to go to the chicken auction in Danielsville with me this Friday? The newspaper doesn’t say when the auction starts, but indicated that by 6 p.m., hundreds of colorful birds are crowing and clucking, waiting to go on … Continue reading →

Two freelance projects out the door. Leaving a cacophonous wake of Post-its, si! Please, no more words. No more. At least for a few days.

I bought myself a new digital camera. I chose the Canon PowerShot SD630 because it is teeny and therefore easy to slip in a knitting bag or purse and keep with me at all times in order to satisfy my … Continue reading →

My brother’s coworker calls the @ an “ampersank.” Whenever he gives his e-mail address over the phone, he says the first part, then “ampersank,” then before he can proceed he has to explain what an “ampersank” is. You know, the … Continue reading →