Sundry Topics on a Thursday Morn

1. My boys have been slightly naughty regarding nap time. 

Mostly Little Dude.

Just look at him.

He's such a naughty-pants.

My boys share a room, and, more often than not, they pretend like they are going to fall right asleep when I put them down

Fakers.

About 15 minutes or so later, I hear sounds.

Sounds of fun.

So, I march downstairs, in my best mad-mommy way, and I discipline them.

They act shocked and bewildered, say, "ok-mommy-sorry-mommy" and then they go to sleep.

2.  The other day, I put them down for a nap.  Awhile later, I heard strange noises. 

I ain't gonna lie . . . I was annoyed. 

But, to my surprise, my boys were fast asleep.

Turns out twelve turkeys were having a meet-and-greet in my very own backyard.

I deemed this "text The Lumberjack at work" worthy.

My text:  12 turkeys in our yard right now.

His text:  Shoot them and serve them for dinner, Laura Ingalls.

(Name that book series)

Now, that is where I draw the line, Lumberjack.

You can force me to move out to the middle of nowhere, set up trail cameras, shoot targets off our very own deck in your unmentionables, and strongly encourage me to give up my roomy Ford Excursion for a not-so-roomy Honda Accord.

This I do because I love you.

But I will not ever shoot a turkey, pluck it's feathers out, and serve it for dinner.

Thank you

3.  The town we moved from has about 55,000 people.

Sad Fact:  The town we moved to has 223 people.  Or, more accurately now, 229 people.  Plus a golden retriever.

Sadder Fact:  We don't even live in that town.  We live in country of that town.

Fun Fact:  I am in close proximity to a Nudist Resort. 

8 months ago, we weren't even considering moving.

Let us have a moment to ponder my new life circumstances.

*thank you*

4.  My husband really likes country music.  Not current country music, but the old stuff. 

I recently discovered that he has the country radio station's song request line programmed into his phone.

Who is this man?

Now, this particular country station boasts its playing of super old stuff.

My Lumberjack phoned in a request the other day and it was denied.

DJ:  Sorry, man.  That song is way too old.  No one listens to that anymore.

Tough break, Lumberjack.

Tough break.

5.  Handsome Dude's glasses are missing.

Don't lose heart!

He's pretty sure they are either at Target, the grocery store, or the park.

So, that's helpful.

6.  On Monday, the girls were getting along swimmingly.  They were playing dress up, so they came upstairs in their fanciest attire to request a movie and popcorn.

Daisy Mae:  Mom!  We are pretending we are sisters today and I love it!  It is soooooo much fun!

Perhaps they should pretend they are sisters every day, seeing as how they did not fight once that day.

7.  Remember how I told you that my in-laws L-O-V-E huckleberries?  Well, last night they all met up and went picking together after work!

Such fun-family-togetherness!

Notice how I was not invited. 

Darn.

The Lumberjack got home way past his bedtime with his heart all-a-flutter:

"Look at the size of these, hon!  Best huckleberry picking ever!"

I've said it before and I'll say it again.

Who is this man that I married?

8.  My marmie took the day off from work, so I am going to put on my "going to town" clothes and head off into civilization today.

Bonus:  I get to take the Ford Excursion!

Can you believe my luck?!  Such luxuries!

Perhaps I will don my pearls, too.

Lest any of you are confused, Lumberjill does not own pearls.

9.  If you haven't yet, feel free to enter the Target/Starbucks giveaway.  You can enter until Tuesday. (one comment per person, por favor)

If you would like to, click here.

Alright!  It's time I hopped in the shower and get my self all purty-like!

Happy Thursday!