Home again, home again, jiggity jig…

 Hello all:)

Yep, still here. Yep, still broke. Yep, still married to best guy ever, with kid and dogs and cats and a couple of the old nags(horses) still in attendance. 

Sometimes I feel overwhelmed. And then I look around me, at the world I live in, and I do some thinking….

Stella just belched at me. So did my husband. 

Chance is shedding fur-tumbleweeds that blow about my house to the accompaniment of the soundtrack from "A Fistful of Dollars". He’s also lying at my feet licking the hardwood floor. He’s special.

Shelby-Meow knocked over a box full of dice onto the game room floor. D’Art got locked in a bedroom for the day today and, upon his release, made a run for the cat-box that would have made cheetahs jealous. 

Sera colored on the plastic housing of the TV and stuck stickers on it. She says that the TV needed a nice frame.

My husband just belched at me again. 

I love my world.

 -Rebecca