Ruralville, 365 Days of Rubbish, and a Giveaway.

This weekend, we loaded up the kids, packed snacks and water, made sure our flashlights had working batteries, checked the oil, loaded the first aid kit, gathered some emergency flares, charged the cell phones, and filled the rig up with gas and headed out to Ruralville to survey what will hopefully soon be our homestead.

Due to our lack of a realtor present (we did have permission to go), we were only looking at the land and the outside of the house and shop.

Which is just as exciting as if we were to look on the insides.

See?

Exciting.

Thar she is, folks.

28oo square feet of 5 bedroom, 2.5 bath, non-hardwood floor bliss.

Lovely, I say.

Tis lovely.

Now, the entire time we were there, we heard gunshots firing from down yonder country road.

I would reckon about 500 paces from the well.

Yes, that's right.

The well.

One might wonder if this is safe territory . . . you know . . . with the gunshots and such.

I sure hope them neighbors over yonder take a liking to us.

Territory folks should stick together, territory folks should all be pals . . . .

(Name that movie that song is from.  If you don't know it I am sorely disappointed in you.)

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Random Topic Quick-Change!

One whole year ago, I published my very first post in this blog.

Actually, it wasn't this blog.

It was a different blog named the__________familyblog.blogspot.com and it had a delightful cherry background, if I do say so myself.

Oh, Blogger and your vast array of colorful themes . . . .

The first post can be found if you click here, although I know you won't click on it.

I don't know why I even bother.

Sheesh.

My comments section was a dry, barren land.

Zero comments!

Attention my three original blog viewers: Melissa, Jessy, and Lani . . .

You cut me deep, girls.  You cut me real deep just now.

(Name that movie)

 

(Drat!  I cannot get this darn thing out of italics.  Why am I such an idiot?  It is amazing I even figured out how to find my blog.  We are just going to have to finish this puppy off in italics.  This would be a good time for me to remind you that I have no idea what I am doing.)

 

No need to go leave a comment now, girls.

 

Too little too late.

 

In celebration of me actually sticking to something and keeping up with this foolishness for a whole year, I am going to have a little giveaway!

 

Holla!

 

The Lumberjack said I could!

 

Let us have a moment of applause for my handsome Lumberjack for approving a giveaway and going to get ice cream for my sore, sore, sore throat.

 

Just leave a comment on this here post and you will be eligible for a $25 giftcard to Target.

 

Fun Fact:  Did you know that The Pioneer Woman is also celebrating her blogging anniversary?

 

Coincidence?

 

I think not.

 

Fun Fact:  Actually, it is just a coincidence.  PW does not know that I, nor this blog, exist.

 

Let's have a moment for what could have been, PW.

 

Thank you.

 

(Raise your hand if you do not know who PW is. )

 

Alright!

Leave a comment.

 

You could say,

 

"Marge was here."

or

"You are a computer dork."

 

You could tell me how to get this post out of italics.

Or perhaps why it will no longer center.

 

You could answer my "name that movie" questions.

 

You can post your favorite number.

Truly . . . the choice is yours.

 

One comment per person, please.  Contest ends Friday night at 11:59pm with winner being announced sometime on Saturday.

 

Thank you! 

I never thought in a million years that anyone besides a few of my friends and my parents would be interesting in reading this rubbish.

And if it was just my parents reading . . .

 

this blog would be one desolate wasteland.

So thanks for reading!

I have had a fun year!