Stoned Wallabies Make Crop Circles

Australian wallabies are eating opium poppies and creating crop circles as they hop around "as high as a kite", a government official has said.



No officer I don't have anything in my pocket - Really. I know nothing about a poppy field. Please don't tarsier me.

Rick shared this story with me. A lot of the comments were ROFL funny too. Enjoy

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Forthcoming Joy In This Economy

As this economy slinks ever more hell-ward I have been spring cleaning both my house and my habits. As a single income family that hopes to one day become rich off darling husband's teaching job we have batten-downed the financial hatches. In reality this means that I have to be picky with my purchases of pure joy.

I must limit my book intake to those authors I truly love and can't do without. Robin McKinley, Carol Berg, Mercedes Lackey, and Charlaine Harris to name a few. This makes the release of a new books a bit like what Christmas should be (without the fights). The impatiens wonder, the barely contained excitement, and the staying up till ungodly hours reading once the box has been torn asunder.

The above book cover is one of those kind of joys. I hadn't heard a thing for years and just this week I found this and a pre-order on Amazon. I think it will be the last book in a series by Megan Turner who received the Newberry for "The Thief" (book one). If you haven't read these books - YOU SHOULD! They are some of the best YA literature being written today; and not a vampire in sight!

Walk Like

Sliding!

First slide ride. I think she liked it.

Shivering Plants

Two flats of Alyssum, some Begonias, a Poppy or two, Delphiniums, Columbine and three big Lavenders all sit in there pots in the car port because it not only rained it SNOWED this weekend. *Very large sigh* I had wanted to start in on my cottage garden, but was most thoroughly thwarted by the weather.

My lovely husband and daughter went with me Saturday morning as I poked my nose around a number of nurseries. The last one they stayed in the car as the Boo was asleep and it was pouring down rain (and getting cold). I got some chives for putting in with the roses and a couple of other things, but I’ll be back. The man there said I was brave to be out in it, but I’d like to think I’m determined. Besides being the only one there I didn’t have to fight to get around.

Wish it had been one of those warm spring rains, but no it was a clawing to stay winter rain that snowed. People had to scrape their windshields this morning. How wrong is that?

Well, it’s to remain cold for the week while New York and the East are in the 90’s *sigh* wish we could split the difference.

The Internet is for Hate and Daisies

I took a week off from work recently and got a taste of life as a stay at home mom. This was rather pleasant and I’m looking forward to being free of the politics of academia. I was however nearly totally confined to the house as it snowed . . . a lot. With the drizzle in the air and a baby learning to crawl I opted for hanging out with my Boo and fiddling with my new Macbook while the flower buds huddled together for warmth*. We have wireless so I tried it out, totting my little ‘puter around the house as I kept track of the Boo’s needs. Great idea right? Sort of…

The Internet, while a terrific place to find images for art projects and buy cheep books, is a wasteland of negativity and spite. Comments on news articles, blogs, even Amazon reviews have turned into hate fests. Just skimming over some of it made me feel abused. Have humans always been this mean? Men maybe, if the caveman image of beating a woman over he head is to be believed… and the crusades … and the dropping of The Bomb. *waves hand and moves on*

I was a little bewildered at the places I came across disrespectful banter. Even sites that I have found nice or tolerable in the past were in rare form last week. Has this digital medium somehow erased all the advice of Miss Manners or Dear Abby? Does the facelessness of Facebook give malicious carte blanche to the hoards?

I think it has. One more thing to guard my little girl against. I for one will be spending less time in the digital void and more time in the garden…how about some Daisies…Daisies are the friendliest of flowers don’t you think? Yes, Daisies and Marigolds. And Lemonade to whomever stops by.

*poor little tulips

Quorum of the 12 Apostates

In reading the news this morning I came across an article about the newspaper at BYU having to be pulled because the front page had a picture of the First Presidency and the Quorum of the 12 with the caption “Quorum of the Twelve Apostates”. I haven’t laughed so hard in a long time.