Tuesday, September 23, 2008

early one morning......

I'm still thinking about the sweet smell of horse manure, I didn't get to smell it Sunday, as yet another psycho entered my life on that day. That's just what I needed, one more crazy person to liven things up. I only wish this person was psycho in a good way. But no, she's one of those weird nuts you only see in Granny's nut bowl at Christmas, those nuts with various bad names because absolutely no one will eat them. They just sit there in their cozy little acorn bowl, taunting you until you have finally had it with them and violently hurl them in the garbage can where they belong.



I'm hoping this particular nut, will be hurled soon. Unfortunately, it is not my place to toss her, if it was, she'd already be a part of the landscape at the town dump. I'm told she's headed that way, but it could get nasty and take awhile...but what else could one expect from a bad nut?

I'm also wondering why I'm up at 5:00 in the AM. Oh yes, because I am also crazy and have 3 cats, whom have decided I live by their rules and hell hath no fury like a cat wanting to eat.

Last night, I'm sitting on the porch, finally having a moment of peace, when my 17 and 19 yo sons and 17 yo adopted neighbor son, come flying out the door, enthusiastically yelling for me to come see Mom!! I am skeptical of seeing anything that 3 teenage boys are this excited about. To make matters worse, Wyatt says you have to come in the bathroom to see it. How about no, I don't want to see anything in the bathroom that you are this excited about.

Did you know, lifesaver mints spark in the dark when bitten into? Go ahead, file the whole family in the bathroom and try it.

I've decided it is time to grow up and have scheduled a meeting with a financial adviser on Thursday. She has promised me I can make my money work for me and can be a farmer in just 4 short years. I don't know what clock she's been watching but 4 years seems an eternity to me. However, if it takes 4 years to be released from corporate prison, then 4 years it is I suppose. Ms. Messiah, has promised me on of these:



A greenhouse. My dream house.

But back to reality, I must get up now and leave you, prison is calling. 4 more years, 4 more years...I said it 4 years ago and I say it now...yikes!

Meh,
Cow punk

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Cow Punk, toss that nut. At first when I saw the photo of the tree, I thought that it was a nut tree.
I wondered if you wanted a nut tree. You do need a greenhouse. I would love one, but I don't even have a pale green thumb. I had no idea that life savers spark in the dark. What I wouldn't give to have one right now. I just had a Little Debbie type of chocolate brownie thing. It was awful, but I could eat another.
I want to live like a cat too, Cow Punk. I have one cat. I also stay up too late or early. Four more years will fly by?
xo
Liz (PS. I have awarded you a kick ass blogging award)

cow punk said...

Liz you should totally try the lifesaver spark thingy...it's awesome.

The last 4 years have certainly flown by, I wonder if it's age? Oh well, no bother...

I love Lil' Debbie's. I once went to the market and bought nothing but Lil Debbie's and incense, the cashier gave me a very strange look. Hey, what? I was craving cheap chocolate and my house smelled bad.