I woke up this morning to not one...
not two...
but FIVE

piles of dog crap on the office floor (the office is the front part of our bedroom).

Let's hope that the day gets better from here.

It's so nice to have been missed!

Two words: Whooping Cough

Evidently, that is what I had in January. Remember how sick I was? For two weeks it was just horrible!!! Then that cough lasted really bad until the middle of February. Now it's nearly extinct, but still there.

Apparantly I gave it to my children...all of them..., whom I sure have passed it on to all of their friends during their first four weeks of illness while the doctors tried to figure out what it was that they had. They've all been on Z-Pack and are no longer contagious...BUT...the cough may last for up to six months. Thank heavens for Nyquil night time cough and Musinex.

We have new baby chicks!

Aren't they simply adorable???!!! I'm planning on getting more on Friday (different kind of course).

School is almost O-V-E-R! I'm so ecstatic! I truly miss homeschooling my children and having them around. I don't know what all we're going to do over the summer, but I plan on having fun while we do it. I know that we will be going back to the Friday night drive-in starting in just a couple weeks!!!

Has anyone else seen the new Ford Sport Trac?! I saw one today for the first time. The pictures at the Ford website are shot at angles to make it look really cool.

It's not.

It looks like they took an SUV and chopped off the back third and made it into a truck wanna be. It is absolutely one of THE most STUPID looking things I have ever seen. It is an absolute insult to the entire pick-up driving world. The flat bed is so damned small. Seriously, I was looking at this THING and thinking to myself, "Hey, mista! Whad ya gonna haul in that there truck of yours? A Hi-Fi and a speaker?!" BAH!

There are certain things in this life wherein size matters: pick-up trucks and penises, for example. A small "truck", like a small penis, is cute to look at. But when all is said and done, they're worthless for anything other than a good laugh (laughing AT you...not WITH you).

Krystal out.

Happy Anniversary to us!
Happy Anniversary to us!
Happy Anniversary to the Bitch and Bear!
Happy Anniversary to us!

In honor of our anniversary, and in happy recollection of what I've been getting the last couple days, I declare that "Bear" shall henceforth be known on my blog as "The Well Hung One" (T-WHO for short...which he most definitely is not). After fifteen years of marriage (and nearly seventeen years of sexual engagement), the man still totally rocks my world, and makes me purr like a kitten afterwards.

He has ruined me for all other men.

Thank-you, The Well Hung One, for taking your time to do it right...each...and...every...time...!