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Freyja, Chloe(front) and Linton (rear)

Monster in his little shirt (which I had to cut off him yesterday!)



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You Are an Espresso



At your best, you are: straight shooting, ambitious, and energetic



At your worst, you are: anxious and high strung



You drink coffee when: anytime you're not sleeping



Your caffeine addiction level: high

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Today it was "Practice Random Acts of Spontaneity".
Um, yeah. Coupla things wrong with that...


On the other hand, I played 'Bounce' with a sheep this morning. Monster (that's Blackie's yowwun) is really getting interested in playing, but he's kind of nervous around the older lambs. He trusts me ok though, so I bounced with him for a bit. Blackie thought I was nuts though, and it was making her nervous, so she made us stop.


Raven took pictures of him (Monster) in his little shirt when I had him in the other day, and I didn't even know. So I'll check them out and post soon.

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from sionnach_sidhe:


You are 2:11 am


Your time of day has a split personality -- sometimes it's sweat-streaked and loud, and you're on the dance floor, getting your third wind, and shouting lyrics like you'll never run out of energy. You are the time of night that carves itself into your memory forever, because you'll never forget how much you love these people and this moment and this song. It's not always about unforgettable parties, though. Sometimes your late night (err… early morning) burst of energy happens when you're home alone. Those are the times when you say, "I flat out refuse to go to sleep until I finish reading this book, or typing this page, or reorganizing my entire closet." In either case, you are the time of night when it feels sort of forbidden to be awake, but you love accomplishing something special long after everyone else went to bed. And hey -- you can always catch up on sleep tomorrow, right?


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Feeling:
enthralled enthralled
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This is mostly for damedini, as I thought you might be interested. It's not *grin* 'historical weeds', just old clothes -- 1810. But the cording channels are really nifty.


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Henceforward, anyone planning to dramatically change their hairstyle or hat must submit their intentions to the sheep, in writing, at least three days prior to making the change. The notice should be posted in the barn as a reminder to the sheep. The notice should be read to the sheep, daily, for a period of no less than three days (if more than three days notice has been provided.)


Once the intended alteration has been made, the individual in question must announce clearly to the sheep before entering the barn that there has been a change, and that the sheep are about to see something different. The barn door may be opened exactly as usual, but the individual should enter slowly, while reassuring the sheep that it is actually someone they recognize.


Sheep will not be held responsible for freaking out anyway.

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What language are you quiz (from damedini)




Your Score: Older Futhark


You scored




Language of the Norse, Older Futhark! Thirty symbols, all told. And no hardier, more warrior-like tongue has ever graced the longships of the Viki or left the Celts and Saxons in such quivering fear. There's only one drawback, that being you died 800 years ago.



The Which Ancient Language Are You Test written by imipak on OkCupid Free Online Dating
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...I shall now post some song lyrics.


All I am is just a housewife
Nothing special, nothing great
What I do is kinda boring
If you'd rather, it can wait
All I am is someone's mother
All I am is someone's wife
All of which seems unimportant
All it is is
Just my life

Do the laundry, wash the dishes
Take the dog out, clean the house
Shop for groceries, look for specials
God it sounds so, Mickey Mouse
Drop the kids off, pick the shirts up
Try to lose weight, try again
Keep the troops fed, pick their things up
Lose your patience, count to ten

(2..3..4..5..6..7..8..9..10
4..5..6..7..8..9..)

All I am is just a housewife
Just a housewife, nothing great
What I do is "out of fashion"
What I feel is out of date
All I am is someone's mother
Right away I'm not too bright
What I do is unfulfulling
So the T.V. talk-shows tell me every night

I don't mean to complain at all
But they make you feel like you're two feet tall
When you're just a wife
(Just a housewife)
All they see are the pots and pans
And the Pepsi cans of a person's life
(My life)
You're a "whiz" if you go to work
But you're just a jerk if you say you won't
(Just a housewife)
People say that they think it's fine
If the choice is mine
But you know they don't
What I do, what I choose to do
May be dumb to you
But it's not to me
Is it dumb that they need me there?
Is it dumb to care?
Cause I do, you see
And I mean, Did ya ever think,
Really stop and think
What a job it was-
Doing all the things
That a housewife does?
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-Kate the Housewife, Working

Feeling:
thoughtful thoughtful
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Right. So for those interested in the Ember Days thing, and living close enough to me to care... which isn't very many of you I know, but a couple of people asked:


The Wednesday (January) was in the low plusses, I forget what the temp hit, but it was very cloudy and grey because it was warm. (Y'know, relatively.)


Friday (Which would be February) wasn't bad either... it was still in the "chilly and grey" category, but not freezing (ok, you can see where my focus is. Right, sure, the sky is falling, but is it cold?) There was a LITTLE sun, but only enough to tease.
Anyway, if friday was right, people with that Sunlight Deficite Thingie would be pretty wrought by the end of February, but they wouldn't have to buy new sweaters in unhealthily, artificially-lit stores.


And Saturday... it was pretty March-y... four billion mile an hour winds, sporadic buckets of water thrown at your head, and a lot of mud. Hell, Saturday even did that "come in like a lion and leave like a pleasantly-dispositioned hen" (I haven't met any lambs yet, don't want to pre-judge).


So: We shall see! I will point out that I'm upstairs in my studio, and the sun has not yet risen fully -- but it's still only December (I have to keep reminding myself) and there is lots and lots of time for this season to freeze my tushie off!

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Well, the sun hasn't actually risen yet, but the chickens and I are still alive, so it seems unlikely that a giant wolf ate the world. No word from the sheep, but the dog is snoring. I think we get another year.


Also, who knows about Ember Days? I just ran into this one - apparently the Ember Days (of which this is the last in December) are supposed to predict the weather for the following three months. So January will be like Wednesday was, February will be like yesterday (Yes, I skipped a day. Because it's like that.) and March will be like today.
I'll take it! I shall be watching with interest to see if there is any use at all in that particular wives' tale.


And now, if it's true that the sun will rise and the world will continue to be, I'd probably better go clean the sink.

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Next time you get one of those early meetings:

Do you keep falling asleep in meetings and seminars? What about those
long and boring conference calls? Here's a way to change all of that.

1. Before (or during) your next meeting, seminar, or conference call,
prepare yourself by drawing a square. I find that 5" x 5" is a good
size. Divide the card into five columns across and five rows down. That
will give you 25 one-inch blocks.

2. Write one of the following words/phrases in each block (not all will fit):
* synergy
* strategic fit
* core competencies
* best practice
* bottom line
* revisit
* expeditious
* to tell you the truth (or "the truth is")
* 24/7
* out of the loop
* benchmark
* value-added
* proactive
* fiscal spending
* win-win
* think outside the box
* fast track
* result-driven
* empower (or empowerment)
* knowledge base
* at the end of the day
* reorganization
* touch base
* mindset
* client focus(ed)
* paradigm
* competitive sourcing
* game plan
* leverage
* robust

3. Check off the appropriate block when you hear one of those words/phrases.

4. When you get five blocks in a row horizontally, vertically, or diagonally,
stand up and shout "BULLpoop"

TESTIMONIALS from satisfied "Bullpoop Bingo" players:
-- "I had been in the meeting for only five minutes when I won." -
Adam W., Atlanta
-- "My attention span at meetings has improved dramatically." - David T., Miami
-- "What a gas! Meetings will never be the same for me after my first
win."- Dan J., New York City
-- "The atmosphere was tense in the last process meeting as 14 of us
waited for the fifth box." - Ben G., Denver
-- "The speaker was stunned as eight of us screamed 'BULLpoop!' for
the third time in two hours."- Will G., Chicago
The Bullpoop Bingo Championship will be played at the next meeting.
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I think this morning they sent me someone else's horoscope. "Don't be too eager for change", it says. "Don't worry," I reply.

I'm not sure what the stars might think I'm going to try to change, but they needn't concern themselves. The largest degree of alteration I'm interested in lately is the wool-yarn thing (which continues to be pretty damn cool, I admit).


I don't go anywhere, I don' t do anything, and in case personal neurosis and the price of gas wasn't enough to justify that, I just increased my livestock numbers by two (or about 300%, if you go by weight!) sheep who need far more attention/loving/picking up after and general monitoring than ever chickens did - and this from someone who still goes out to snuggle chickens whenever she needs to de-stress.


Chicken-snuggling is fantastic for that, by the way. You get a friendly bird and they just settle down in your arms until they're about the size of a yorkie but rounder and less boney, and then they make these soft curious coo noises: Brooop? Is everything ok? Briiioop? Are you going to feed me? Brrrrroooo.. I think I'll have a little nap, hold still. I find it almost impossible to be truly stressed when there is a chicken sleeping on my arm.


Sheep aren't like that. They don't really seem to be into snuggles and hugs. Oh, they want petting and attention, and they'll clock you one if they don't get enough ear scritchies - just walk right up and pound you in the back with a hoof. But not so much with the displays of affection which might actually be hidden attempts to restrain or otherwise confine a sheep. Scritchies will be fine, thank you. And some corn. Corn is love.


Well excuse me - something like light has finally entered the sky, although I can't see any particular source for it, and there is some deeply suspicious white stuff gusting past the house. That's depressing. Time to go hug a chicken.

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I'm really just posting this 'cause I thought it would make variance smile.

http://www.maniacworld.com/Confused-Cat-Thinks-Shes-Mother-of-Chicks.html

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VIRGO: you'll be happier once you let yourself relax


Yes. Yes I will. Thank you for revealing to me that star-secret of the ages.


I don't even read the whole thing, I set up to have them mail me my horoscope and then all I read is the subject line. Really, who needs more?

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Am I the only person who screams with frustration every time that damn "snap shots" window opens and takes time out of my life waiting to give me a preview of something I either don't give a damn about or have already clicked and so don't care?


and it's spreading! Soon it will be everywhere! Aargh!

Coffee and sheep in the morning:


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... we now have the answer to that troublesome question - "what the heck planet are you from anyway, girl?"




You Are From Uranus



You shine with brilliant creativity, and you're more than a little eccentric.

You love everything unusual and shocking. You're one far-out chick or dude.

Anything unconventional excites you - and you have genius potential.

Just don't let your rebel side get the best of you, or else you'll alienate everyone.

Your original thinking and funky attitude is all you need to be you.

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