Just Another Manic Monday about Nothing! And Mom Is In Love With Cheech and Chong.

Today has been long. I went out to the Island Resort and Casino to spend my promo on my card they give you. I get a whooping $5. Boy, they give you so much. I didn’t win anything from it either. Their machines are always way too tight. They don’t like to part with money. I came home and non stop everything from phone calls to visitors.

I came home and started cleaning the whole house. I like to have my housework done fast so I can just sit and write. I am nearing the end of the story for Friday and I am trying to think about what I want to use for Saturday. I know from my English teacher that the only way to write well is to just write. If I can do this daily then I can get those massage and Reiki article out as well. My problem is, I can start something but I don’t finish. My anxiety gets in the way most of the time. I have OCD moments and I have to stop writing to fix a cup because the handle isn’t facing the same way as the rest. Or I stop because I can’t have dirty dishes hanging around. It really does get in the way of my life, but I keep trying. I have learned to live with it and I can ignore something for so long then it has to be done.

Lester is home from North Dakota. He is here til maybe Wednesday. He came out with my sister Linda and their kids, Danny and Samantha. They took Lester’s granddaughter with who is 3. We had hot dogs on the grill, roasted marshmallows, and talked for hours. I didn’t get much writing done.

The kids played with the hose since it is so freakin hot outside. They had on their bathing suits and as all kids will do they ran through the water as one sprayed. They chased each other around the yard and fed the chickens. They helped to gather wood for the fire. They should all sleep great tonight.

My mom is in love with Cheech and Chong. Everyone is actually. I had Ang and Adrian here yesterday and they just loved the hell out of these two. We were laughing our asses off at the shit these roosters do and how cute they crow. They were trying their damnest to mate with a hen. The hens are like triple their size. One hen was trying to throw one of them off and it looked like he was riding a bull.


Joe was brought outside and enjoyed sitting in the tree. He was talking and dancing enjoying the company. We were all laughing and having a great time. It is a whole lot cooler outside than in my house. My house is like a sauna. I am thinking about sleeping outside tonight under the many stars.

I wished I had my video going. I have been taping cars speeding down my road, well, today we all seen a state boy doing like 90 past my house. I had company so I wasn’t video taping. I can hear them now as I am typing this speeding past my house but unfortunately my video doesn’t pick up the cars just lights flashing as they drive by.

The night time is the best time here in the big C. I love seeing all the stars. I just wish I could get a picture of the night sky as I see it out here. It always comes out very dark. I wish I could find a camera to capture the sky.


Dirty Bag, yes that is the cat’s name, was outside with me. I brought him in to write this. I worry about my animals with these cars flying down the road as they do. I really wish they would slow down. I don’t think any of them need to go faster than a tractor.

Dirty got his name because he was pure white when he was born. Then one day he started getting darker. I thought it was dirt and tried washing him. It wasn’t. Little did I know he was turning into a snowshoe. His mother is a pure black cat with long hair. His sister is black and white. She has only had the two and we kept them. We have the 3 cats that are ours. The rest of the cats I have are feral but I have been socializing them.


Off to take a shower and get some shut eye. Tomorrow is another day. I still need to do the blogging assignment but right now, I am too tired. It can wait.

May the stars guide you on your nightly walk! May Cheech and Chong’s crowing be your favorite song! Goodnight from the Hen House.


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