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Cornbread and Moonshine

Amy — Fri, 13 Nov 2009 21:35:17 +0000

My neighborhood has started a new tradition of cooking things off. It’s no longer good enough to just get together for a hot dogs and beers, like normal neighbors do, we have make a contest of it. The whole cook-off thing started over the summer with ribs, which are the only exception to my half-assed… [keep reading]

Firsts -or- Things that will likely results in my being stabbed in the face

Amy — Mon, 19 Oct 2009 23:31:37 +0000

Now that Ella is becoming a woman, I'm probably running out of firsts that I can post on the internet without getting stabbed in the face or prematurely put in a nursing home. Here is a list of postings about future firsts and what will probably happen to me in my sleep because I wrote about them online (and likely included photos): Ella just kissed a boy! = nursing home at age 50 Ella just kissed a girl! = nursing home at age 40 Oooo, looks like somebody's too old to be taking a bath with her sister! = face stab Oooo, looks like somebody's too old to be taking a bath with her mother! = double face stab

Virginia

Amy — Mon, 21 Sep 2009 14:06:26 +0000

According to google analytics, over the past three days TWO people actually found my site by searching for the key words “balls hanging out of shorts.” No lie. Dude, what kind of a site am I running here? A dirty one, apparently. So while I’m at it, I have a great quote to share. As… [keep reading]

Right With the World

Amy — Thu, 17 Sep 2009 00:15:17 +0000

Scene: As Notre Dame scored for the second time of the day our daughters dance by, twirling in front of the tv in their Cinderella ball gowns, singing about princes and dreams coming true while obscuring our view of the instant replay. Steve waxes poetic about how, as a kid, he would put on his… [keep reading]

In Other Nature News…

Amy — Tue, 01 Sep 2009 19:40:42 +0000

We have this bad-ass spider that builds a giant bad-ass web on our screenless screened-in porch every night. My fourth favorite birthday present (after the dunkin donuts-thong combo from my Grammy and the bottle of gin from my friend Kelly) is a camera that is full of lenses and shutter speeds instead of the… [keep reading]

Amy and her Amazing Flying Flaming Roof Squirrels!

Amy — Wed, 26 Aug 2009 17:30:38 +0000

Something absolutely awesome is going on at my house right now. Squirrels are running around inside of the porch roof. That’s right, inside of it. Not on top of it, or under it, but actually inside of it. They are able to get in there because two years ago their brethren chewed holes through the… [keep reading]

Best. Birthday Present. Ever. -Updated-

Amy — Tue, 18 Aug 2009 13:20:10 +0000

For my 31st birthday I got a Dunkin Donuts bumper sticker and a lacy thong in the mail from my aunts and my grandmother.

Seeing as how I can’t imagine the day getting any better, or funkier, I’m going back to bed.

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Wait, it just got better. My neighbor just gave me a… [keep reading]

Mail Bag

Amy — Sun, 19 Jul 2009 23:01:20 +0000

July is a big travel month for us. We just got back from a two week stint in Ohio with a little Pittsburgh and Charlottesville on the side, and Steve and I are about to take off again at the end of the week, so please excuse the dearth (like that one? thank you, SAT)… [keep reading]

A slug and a Japanese Beetle walk into a bar… and then they die.

Amy — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 00:49:29 +0000

I got dive bombed by my first Japanese beetle of the season this morning. The thing came out of nowhere and plowed into my forehead at top speed. It made a thunk sound when it hit and almost knocked me over–but then again, my own feet knock me over most of the time. Anyway, as… [keep reading]

Slugs, Beer, and a Post that makes no sense

Amy — Sun, 07 Jun 2009 13:44:40 +0000

Every year when the weather turns warm, and the flowers start to bloom, and the birds start doing it in the back yard, we get slugs. Lots and lots of slugs. And they stay pretty much through Thanksgiving. I counted 60 of them on my driveway one night last October. Our slugs are traditionally ruled… [keep reading]