Call Me Crazy!

Happy July...is that what month it is? This summer is going by in a blink of an eye..is it?

Lets see, what is happening in the Brand house?...Apparently the word "energy" is difficult for Makenzie to say ...and I find her trying to say it, ADORABLE...because she is... well...adorable...

That kid cracks me up...and drives me to the brink of INSANITY most days. As of lately she is always wanting to know what we are doing five minutes from now or two weeks from now. She is not my, "live in the moment kind of girl"....she needs to know what is coming next. Even when reading her books she is trying to peek at the end to see what is coming. I think Makenzie hears me saying, "Don't worry about it, just relax and enjoy the moment!" at least twenty times a day.

We borrowed my father-in-laws telescope and set it up the other night to get a close up view of the moon. The twins were in awe of the craters and the magnificence of it,  Makenzie seemed disappointed after her view through the lens. I asked her what is wrong and she said, " Well, I thought there would be more to see....like an astronaut or something!"....sigh...that kid....I wonder if life will ever live up to her grand expectations?


The twins went to their first girls camp...I think they enjoyed it? They are in that teen grumble grumble stage. You ask questions and either you  get a grumble or something that resembles an answer.  I usually get the full story over a course of a few days because I am persistant and keep asking until they surrender and share with me. Most of their days are spent with friends.....and at this point I am the person that provides a bed, food, and electronic devices. They also drive me CRAZY most days with their inconsistent moods but who said living with teen girls was easy.....

I am gainfully employed at a skill care center....I will continue working through school...so I am thinking by the time I hit Christmas break from nursing school and working 12 hours shifts at the care center I should look something like this....so BE WARNED.....

I am finding a theme in this post so far ...."CRAZY".......

So lets go ahead and finish this post off with one of my CRAZY ideas....

So I have discussed my fascination with "Fancy" chickens in previous posts and my need to own some...but I have decided now that I can't just stop at the chickens I need something else to go along with the chickens......

I need fancy chickens.....

I also need a a pack of alpacas that I can shave various hairdos on.....

I also need a pack of fainting goats.....

Call me "CRAZY"...but how entertaining would these barnyard animals be? After a long day at work, I could sit on my porch look out on my land (I would need to move to a house with lots of land to fullfill this barnyard need)...and see all these animals and automatically my day would melt away and all I could do is smile......

a "CRAZY" smile..........

Otters, Llamas,and Geese oh my!

I found great humor in a story on MSN that talked about an elderly man being attacked by an otter on his morning walk. An OTTER! Really, how many people can claim that have been attacked by an otter. I never thought to look out for otters on leisurely stroll through the neighborhood.
I was attacked once; well, maybe not exactly attacked by a wild animal. Okay it was not a wild animal but someones llama. Alright it did not attack but it did spit on me. I went to kindergarten at a Lutheran church in Caldwell, Idaho. This church was surrounded by fields and in one of these fields was a llama. It would hang out by the fence watching all of us play on the playground. I was what you would call a curious child so I wanted to check out this weird looking animal that I had never seen before. I remember going to the fence and looking at this white llama ( yeah I remember the color!) and trying to figure out this horse/goat looking animal. I want to state that the teachers never once said , "stay away from the llamas", never once did they state this in their kindergarten rules of conduct. Anyways the llama stared at me for awhile chewing away on its grass and all of a sudden it split its freaky lip and spit a huge loogey of mucus and grass at my face. Llama spit all over my hair and face. I have never had a fondness for llamas since this incidence.
About a year ago I had the children at the local park and out of the corner of my eye I see a white flash. It was someones white llama loose in the park. I held my composure as I escorted the children out of the park and I did inform them of the rules and conduct with llamas since I was not given this important information in my impressionable childhood years.
Oh wait I was attacked by a large goose once. I have been attacked by a semi wild animal. I was at a park by my grandmother Beck's house and they had flocks of ducks and geese that you could feed bread crumbs. My grandmother handed me the bag of day old bread and I began feeding the ducks but sure enough a huge WHITE (note the color) goose came out of nowhere and began to grab at me. It was one of those huge geese that was as tall as me. I dropped the bag of bread and began to run thinking the goose would stay with the bread but no it began to chase me. My grandmother came to my rescue and tried to distract the goose and it turned on her. I would like to say I was at this point selfless and went to my grandmothers aid but I didn't...survival of the fittest... I ran as fast as my legs could and left her for the slaughter. She ended up escaping but she did have large bruises on her from the goose attack. I also do not have a fondness for geese to this day.
When I am elderly and taking a leisurely stroll through my neighborhood do not be surprised if my ultimate demise and the leading paragraph to my obituary is, " Her life was taken by a rabid WHITE otter!"