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During my four years in college, one of my majors was sociology. My secret goal was to be a good girl: a do-gooder working for change. To prove it, I spent a winter (a very, very cold winter, I might add) working with retarded adults in St. Louis. My job was to teach them to ride the city bus from home to their school. They had to be high-functioning enough to eventually ride the bus by themselves. If not, they couldn't attend the school.
I'd show up at their house in the wee hours, walk them to the bus . . . → Read More About Dazlious
“Those who are unaware are unaware of being unaware”. – Merrill Jenkins, economist and author
UPDATE: Links are added to the bottom of this post as I find them.
Debating vaccination on social sites takes so much time. Mostly because I have to repeat my reasoning every time the topic comes up, remember where I saw the documentation behind the apparently insane idea that vaccination is not all it’s cracked up to be. No more: this is my Vaccination . . . → Read More About Vaccination Screed
Forget Kill Bill: Inglorious Basterds is the one. Feel good movie of the year.
And, hey, if I had a million dollars, I would bet it all that Brad Pitt is Robert Redford's biological son. Gotta be.
This is the second excellent movie this week, by the way. We rented Star Wars Trek: The Future Begins. It was EXCELLENT - great fun! I . . . → Read More About Quentin’s Masterpiece
I got it bad. I'd rather hang out with my chickens than almost anything. They are so cute, they don't ask for much other than food and water. I'm pretty sure they like it when I'm there. They don't run away (too much) when I put my hand out to put them down for the day or up for the night. They come to the sound of my voice. They listen when I talk. (Oh, they like me!) Here's what they look like now:
My friend . . . → Read More About Chicken Fever
I promise not to bore you with all the listings on CostaRicaScout.com, but here is a 10% price reduction on an already well-priced brand new Costa Rica mountain property: 3 bed/2 bath, 1650sf, 3/4 acre lot, spectacular views, hour from the beach, hour to my house… who could ask for more? All for $135,000. Plus, the seller is motivated. (Not "sales pitch" motivated, actually motivated.)
UPDATE: This property is sold, however there are more like this, including Costa Rica retirement properties, . . . → Read More About Costa Rica Real Estate Steal
This is a short video (really short if you skip forward) on what gets us out of bed in the wee hours:
P.S. After the video is my cry for help. Ok, "cry for help" is possibly a little dramatic. But "looking for advice" has no punch.
Cry for Help: I love shooting video – it's fun and the editing is fun. But I shot this with my point and click and it shows. I need a step up in video cameras, hopefully for under $300. Can anyone make a recommendation? I've been to those "compare and buy" . . . → Read More About Who Needs Roosters?
Even though we weren't quite ready, we got us some chickens. I just couldn't wait and I figured, like anything else, having chickens would make us ready. Three little week-old chicks. The guy at the store said they were all girls. Perfect! After I got them home, however, I read that you can't really "sex" them until they are quite a bit older than a week. Somewhere between birth and 12 weeks… I have more research to do on when I'll know. Or how I'll know: does a boy chicken have a penis?
. . . → Read More About Chicken Challenges
Unless you just looked that up, I am enjoying a nanosecond knowing about something very few people do. I can't tell you how this pleases me. [Sad, I know, but we have to get our yayas where we can these days, eh?]
Here's the scoop: Auriculotherapy is ear acupuncture. Like reflexology, it's based on the premise that all body parts and organs have reciprocal points in the hands, feet, ears and, to some extent, the scalp. Due to stress, injury . . . → Read More About Auriculotherapy
Mood Music:
Perhaps we're taking this gardening thing too far, but – drum roll, please – we're gettin' chickens this week!!! For eggs, not dinner. I'm not up to wringing and waxing… yet.
But, baby-o-baby, I am all excited by the chicken idea. Even more than Hal and the boys, which is surprising. Guys like dirt and hammers whereas I like stores and traffic. I mean, I love the idea of farming: being outside in all that sunshine and . . . → Read More About Backyard Chickens
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