Storms crush my footprints
I wasn’t there long enough
For them to last
Too bad the Irish priest
Can’t tell me what to do
Where to be
Who to be
How to be
He’d give me the blessing
God I need it
May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields and,
Until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
Some friends came to visit and we played the kid version of "Would You Rather...?". The adult version is called "Zabmondo", but it's the same premise, just more adult content. It has a couple of different types of challenges. An example might involve deciding if you would rather eat gum from the seat in a movie theater OR eat a partially eaten hamburger that was thrown in the garbage. I'd have to think about that one. My daughter was gracious enough to accept the dare of wearing black eye-liner glasses painted on her face the entire night. She looked like a fanatical Harry Potter fan, but she accepted the challenge with glee and even had her picture taken smiling the entire time. Ah, youth!
I have been collecting some pictures from the countryside lately and I decided to pose to you a Would You Rather Challenge.
Would you rather - install and use a used free toilet that someone generously put on their lawn for sale? OR Would you rather have these si…
Required knowledge before reading: A basic understanding of Bill Murray's character in "Caddyshack". We've had our share of critters on the ranch. First it was the ground squirrels (I call them chipmunks) that dig holes in our yard. My husband flushed them out (literally) with water and a shotgun. We got lucky with a couple of skunks in that they didn't spray before their lives ended. Especially since my daughter was at my husband's side when this took place.
The latest Critter War is against the woodchucks. Last weekend we went for a drive by of an Ostrich farm not far from our house. An unfortunate (female) woodchuck ran in front of our car. After we viewed the ostriches, we headed back to view the fallen. Picture the kids cranked out the window exclaiming how big her teeth are and my hubby noticing that it's a female because it has tits (he grew up on a farm). Just think, we could've had woodchuck stew that night!