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Friday Fiesta (de Stacie!) July 30, 2011

Filed under: God thoughts,Life — Lacey @ 1:10 am

Today was another good productive day (yay!). Although I’m back to slacking on getting up at a good time (thanks to staying up too late and a kiddo that doesn’t want to stay in her own bed), and I didn’t have the best of a devo today… But on another note…

Seth finally cut the wood for my new kickboards and makeshift replacement for the under the fridge grill. I painted them:


And now they’re installed! So no more gaping hole…

And no more seeing everything under my sink! Yay!

The kitchen is almost done! I just need to make the curtains for the doors and get a curtain rod for the window. I had a couple spring rods laying around but they were both just an inch too short. Super annoying! Almost made me want to resort to putting something on the side of the rod to make it longer. Maybe like dictionaries on both sides?? Lol. When we moved in one d the bedrooms actually had dictionaries holding up a curtain rod. Yep. Pretty classy. Went great the weight lifting equipment and random mirrors leaned against the walls. Good thing we’ve upgraded since then.

Got all my cleaning and laundry down just in time for D Group. Barely got the laundry off the couch and loaded in the baskets before most everyone showed up. Yikes…no need to leave the unmentionables out there. One week I totally found a sports bra that hadn’t been picked up. It was stuck underneath a pillow where one of the guys had been sitting. Still hoping he never actually realized it was there!

And we got to have another mini birthday party during our group time this week. It’s Stacie’s bday on Sunday so we made her favorite meal of tacos, dips, homemade salsa, fruit pizza, cupcakes and cookies. Yummy! And no Mexican dress required! (If you dont get it…just go a few posts back to the Redneck party one…)

Oh and last but not least…we hatched ourselves a baby lizard!


We ended up letting it go on the porch since I wasn’t about to catch bugs for it to eat. Gotta draw the line somewhere. And really, what kinda bugs do baby lizards eat anyways? Now he’s been commissioned to go forth and keep my porch bug free. Now let’s see if his 10 other egg friends decide to hatch, too!

Well, that’s about all folks. Probably should go to sleep soon since I have a workout date to Tae Bo tomorrow. Let’s see how long I last…both working out and without laughing!


Here We Are Again July 29, 2011

Filed under: Life — Lacey @ 12:13 am

It’s almost midnight and I’m laying here blogging and getting ready to read my Bible. I missed blogging last night because I ended up having a pretty bad headache. So here’s my productive report from yesterday:

Nothing too exciting, but I ended up working in my flower gardens since it’s was pretty cloudy and a little cooler (like if you consider the 80’s cooler…actually I don’t really know what the temp was). I made it through weeding and trimming two of the three front beds. Hopefully I’ll finish the other front one before the weeds start growing big in the first one again. A girl can hope, right?

In the process of weeding I finally met my neighbor across the street. Yep, 6 months later. People around here just don’t seem to come out in their front yards much (us included). That or they’re too friendly, like ol’ Maybel, who opened my front door and started to come on in all by herself. Dementia will do that to you, I guess. But that’s a whole other story.

I got the gardening done, but ended up with a bad headache afterwards. Seems to happen every time. I think it’s the heat and pulling, sitting, stretching in weird positions. Medicine and a rest later and it still didn’t go away.

But I made myself go to our high school d-group even though I really wanted to stay in my dark room and sleep some more. So that’s an accomplishment for me this week, too.

As far as today, not too much accomplished…or so it feels. Did the pile of dishes in the sink, cleaned up the kitchen some, did a couple loads of laundry (well, more like started…they’re not all the way done yet), ran some errands, picked up my glasses from the dr (I wonder what the record is for people picking their orders up? It took me 3 weeks and I felt like that was a while).

And this afternoon I felt like all I accomplished was not pulling my hair out. I seriously had NO patience and I felt like my child was super annoying and disobedient! While shopping she kept grabbing stuff off the shelves and randomly exclaiming “I just want to go home!” She made it sound like we were on a shopping marathon (we weren’t!). And I felt like she had to touch every single dirty surface available. She even stumbled while pulling up her pants in the Taco Bell bathroom and proceeded to just sit her bare bottom down ON THE FLOOR while she took her merry time getting her britches in order. Of course I freaked and yanked her up. Gross, gross, gross.

And she was just getting on my last nerve at home. Of course it didn’t help that she didn’t get a full nap but instead snoozed on the way home from our errands. Afterwards it seemed like everything caused a tantrum. And that she had to be touching everything she wasnt supposed to and refusing to obey.

At one point I told her to go to her room and she said “I don’t want to!” and ran to my room and slammed the door. I went in and um, disciplined her, then sent her to her room with the order to not slam the door. And you know what she did, right? Oh the joys.

I have to remind myself that shes only 2. Yes, she’ll be 3 in less than 2 weeks…but still, she’s not 12. Sometimes I feel like she is though. She is so smart in so many ways that I forget her emotions and self control are still just 2.

And I have to remind myself over and over that many of the times she’s being defiant, she just needs my attention. And she’s getting it…just not in the way she needs. So I have to remind myself to stop what I’m doing, focus and look her square in the eyes as I’m talking to her and to try to stop whatever project I’m doing to play for a bit. It’s a lot easier said than done for this project driven mama.

I struggled so much with a lousy inward attitude this afternoon. I realized at one point that I hadn’t done my devos and that I really needed God’s help to get out of my funk. It didn’t happen automatically, but as I forced myself to prayer journal then to get out and go to the music practice, then out to fellowship with friends, I slowly got out of my attitude.

But I was still bummed when my sleepy hubby was too tired to hang out and even watch an episode on Netflix of our new fav show Daybreak. We haven’t gotten to spend much time together in the past few days/evenings considering last night I went to bed early because of my migraine and the night before he passed out from benadryl. But anyways…such is the life.

Hoping tomorrow will be a bit more productive since I’ll be cleaning my humble abode for our Dgroup meeting.


Tragedies and Prayers July 27, 2011

Filed under: God thoughts,Life — Lacey @ 12:50 am

I’ve had an increasing number of people on my heart and prayer list because of illnesses and tragedies. I wanted to share some if them so you might pray for them, too.

The first is the Johnson family from Palm Bay. Although I don’t know them personally, their story has really broken my heart. I first heard about them from a friend’s Facebook post. Then their story was in Florida Today:


The quick story on them:
They were on a family vacation in Georgia when they were rear ended at a light. I’ve read different versions, but either way, the other car had to be seriously speeding. Their six yr old daughter, Hannah, died. Their two older girls broke multiple bones and suffered a few other injuries. Their 3 yr old little boy, Owen, received a serious spinal injury and is now a quadriplegic. That part really breaks my heart. Only 3 yrs old! That’s Haddie’s age! But I’m still praying for a miracle for that little guy!

Both parents suffered concussions and the mom, who was 20 wks pregnant at the time, had some broken ribs. Praise God that the baby is still ok!

Here’s a link to their online journal and updates:


There also seem to have been a number of motorcycle accidents recently. There was one in the news here in Brevard where the 50 yr old rider died because he wasn’t wearing a helmet.

Another younger rider died just last night, too. He was only about 20 and was a high school friend of one our college students. Unfortunately, he wasn’t making the best choices in his life prior to the accident. And wasn’t on very good terms with his family. I’m praying that his friends and family will still be able to find peace and comfort.

Another friend’s parents got into a motorcycle accident with a deer. Thankfully they survived, but the deer wasn’t so lucky. They did get a number of scrapes, deep cuts (a couple requiring surgery) and a few broken bones. But as far as I’ve heard, they’re recovering well.

All of the bike accidents make me super glad that Seth sold his bike a few months ago. I never felt real worried with him riding it, but I’m sure these recent accidents would have caused me some anxiety.

And last week I heard of another bike accident, although this one was quite humorous:


All of these tragedies have given me a chance to really see Haddie’s compassion and innocent prayers in action even more. I am thoroughly convinced of the power of innocent children’s prayers. After all, Jesus said,

“Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. I tell you the truth, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it.” (Mark 10:14-15)

“I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. And whoever welcomes a little child like this in my name welcomes me.” (Matthew 18:3-5)

I just think that God has a special place in His heart for children’s prayers. I almost feel like He listens to theirs first. Well…almost, not totally sure on that last one, but still.

I love to see how Haddie remembers to pray for so many people. She even has to remind me sometimes! She has been praying for my friend’s parents since the night that we got the text. We prayed when we got the text and Haddie insisted on praying at least three more times that night. She has also been praying a lot for the Johnson family and Owen (and she even remembers these names!). And she keeps praying for our pregnant friends who have been struggling with the regular pregnancy illness.

Can you tell how sweet my baby is? I’m constantly amazed at how well she even remembers to pray before meals. She even has to remind me sometimes! And I crack up when she thanks God before each serving and sometimes before eating the different foods. I can just picture God’s big smile each time.

And I’m still amazed when she wakes up scared at night and asks me to pray with her to ask God to make her feel better. I mean, we started trying to teach her to do that, but it’s great to hear her ask on her own.

I can’t wait to see all the blessing her prayers are going to bring to others and to the future years of her life.

Children really are such an amazing blessing. And our God really is an even more amazing blessing.


Another Day In the Bag

Filed under: God thoughts,Life — Lacey @ 12:10 am

Whelp, today ended up being another productive day that I’m pretty proud of. Here’s my happy accomplishment list for the day:

1. Got up at an alright time. Especially happy because I successfully forced myself to get up even though I was exhausted (thank you late night blogging last night). And I was also up with Haddie twice during the night. Once I remember, the second I don’t. But I woke up with her in our bed and Seth says I got up to open the door and I let her in the bed “for just a few minutes.” I asked him why he didn’t stop me and his response cracked me up, “because you seemed like you were in your sound mind.” Yeah, I totally have no recollection of any of that. Kinda funny, but scary at the same time!

2. Got more of my kitchen project finished. Finished all the painting, helped Seth hang my antique plates (well, I just directed him where to put them), and branched out into other painting projects that I needed to use the same color for.

Here’s how the plate hanging turned out:


I’m happy to finally be able to display these plates. The built in china cabinet in this house is too small to display everything. These plates came from my grandma and I think a number of them belonged to her mom. And at least one of them was handpainted by my great-grandfather. I never got to meet him, but if my memory of the stories are correct, he started painting after he had a stroke. Yes, random fact.

3. I also broke out my sewing machine to start working on the curtains I need to make for the kitchen. I’m hoping to use a set from the old house for the window over the kitchen sink. So I’ll just have to make a set for the french doors…hopefully I’ll accomplish that tomorrow. But tonight I did sew a small curtain type cover to fill in an awkward size opening we had under the counter between the cabinets and the fridge. It stinks that this space is too small for a trash can or anything else to really be stored there, but it’s big enough to be noticeable and tacky. So here’s what I came up with:

Here’s another shot with the fridge in view to get a better idea of how it’s going to look once we get the fridge pushed back into place.


I’m hoping Seth will get the rest of the small kitchen projects done this week so that I can officially say I’m done with the entire room. He needs to make some new kickboards for under the cabinets so that I don’t have to have these ugly holes anymore:

I’m really tired of being able to see what I’m storing under my sink…with the cabinet closed. Yes, there is no bottom to that cabinet because the dodos who lived here previously decided to just let their sink leak and leak and leak without calling a plumber. I mean, who woulda known that wood doesn’t just magically absorb water with no long term problems?

And seriously, how hard do you have to kick the kickboards to make this kinda damage? Wonder if they broke some toes on that one?


I’m also begging Seth to replace the seal on the French doors. The lovely previous owners decided to feed it to the dog.


4. On a very different note, I was happy that I got to have some good prayer time and I’m gonna be reading my Bible soon before I go to bed. This is a pretty big accomplishment for me because normally if I don’t get it done earlier in the day, I never seem to be able to make myself do it at night. I tend to be too tired to focus or too distracted (blogging…case in point). I’m going to share some of my prayer list in my next post.

5. I got to have some good fellowship time with friends at Tijuana’s taco tuesday. Which also meant that I didn’t have to cook again. One of these days I will get back to it…yeah, once my kitchen is put back together.

6. I did my weekly CVS/Walgreens shopping and scored some pretty good deals. For instance: 2 free sticks of Irish spring deodorant, pads for $.49, 6 candy items (M&Ms and musketeers) all for only $1. I also got a couple different kinds of itch relief since Seth is still struggling big time with poison ivy on his arms and something else (almost like hives) on his feet and legs. He took two Waladryl (Walgreens benadryl) and got super sleepy. He was even struggling to walk straight. It was kinda funny…guess he should have only taken one!

7. Oh, and I deep cleaned my kitchen window, inside and out. It’s amazing what a difference a clean window makes!

I’m praying (yes, literally) that I can keep up this productive habit and make it a permanent. And that I’ll be able to work in more of the healthier eating and exercising soon.


Disappointment, Again July 26, 2011

Filed under: God thoughts,Life — Lacey @ 3:13 am

Throughout my life I’ve been disappointed in people. I know it’s only natural. We all make mistakes. No one is perfect. We’re all sinners. But so many times these disappointments come from people we least expect. People who we look up to. People who are supposed to know better and be better.

Growing up in the church and going to public school, I saw my fair share of Christians fall away, make mistakes and give up. I’ve also seen a few who repent and get back on track.

And through out my school years, especially middle and high school, I saw many of the friends I had grown up with since preschool fall into the wrong crowds and make stupid decisions. I even saw one of my closest and strongest Christian friends turn her back on her Savior as she went through her college years.

As a result of all these friends who changed, I really haven’t kept in contact with many people from high school. Yes, I’m friends with some of them on Facebook and we occasionally comment on each other’s pictures or statuses. But I never was able (or felt the desire) to keep in contact with people who ended up differing so greatly from me.

This becomes even more complicated when these relationships also end up being similar as those in your own family.

Unfortunately, my own family members have made some pretty serious decisions that I strongly disagree with (only because I know that these actions are very wrong). Thankfully (I’m sure due to God), many of these decisions have resolved themselves…although not without serious consequences and permanent life changes. Some of those first decisions didn’t surprise me. Others did very much. But with all of them I was saddened and disappointed. Not so much because they disappointed me personally (although they did) but because I could see the consequences that would result and I knew how very sad their decisions would make God. Not just sadden him, but how the decisions could permanently destroy their relationships with Him.

All that being said, I was again saddened and disappointed today when I found out about another mistake someone close to me (no one that most of you know. And definitely not Seth or anyone in MI church…just in case your mind is going there) has chosen to make multiple times. I expected more. I trusted him. I looked up to him. I know he knows better. But yet he gave into temptation. Of course the best of us do. Again, no one is perfect. But it still saddens and frustrates me to hear that he’s making the same mistake that he’s been disappointed in others for making. The same mistakes that permanently altered his life a few years ago (not by his own doing those times). He’s a Christian so I do expect more from him. And today I really spent time praying for him. And I pray that he will make the right decisions from here on out.

I know this post is quite cryptic (it’s meant to be) and is out of the norm for me. I’ve been thinking about this a lot today and just needed to get it out there. I hope if this person reads it…they’ll understand more of my heart than I could probably verbally express and that they’ll take it all the best way possible because thats how I mean it.


Surprise Redneck B-Day

Filed under: Life — Lacey @ 2:31 am

One of our friends gave me a great idea for Seth’s birthday–A redneck party! We decided to do it on out D-Group night and surprise him. Here’s the fun and laughs (as I’m sure you will) that resulted:

Our motley crew:









Redneck Centerpiece:

Beanie weenies and pigs in a blanket-


The Dirt & Worms Cake-



-Attacked the birthday boy with water balloons, and he turned the hose on us!

-Bobbing for apples-


-Catching food in their mouths-

And ironically, Seth had come hone with this earlier in the day:

He really had no clue as to the surprise party or it’s theme. Yet, it fit so nicely. And yes, he did talk to me about the camper before he bought it. No, I’m not too thrilled, but it was his money to use for developing the Mims camping property, so I’m once again modeling marital submission.

You may be thinking, “Well, it doesn’t look as bad as the other one…”

Think again, friend. Check out the other side:
Yes, those are big gaping holes in the side! No wonder it was such a “great deal,” huh? Lol. My miracle working handy husband has a plan…or so he says. It’ll be interesting to see how this all unfolds.

Oh, and if that wasn’t an adventure enough, science class continues at the Bourne house:

Yep. Them there are eggs inside one of the camper outlets.

I kinda dissected one that was already cracked and knocked out, like these:

And this is what I found:
A baby lizard!

I rescued the last few that weren’t cracked and put them in one of Haddie’s bug boxes. We’re going to watch to see if they hatch.


Makes me wonder where all the occupants of those empty hatched eggs have gone. Either out the big hole in the side of the camper…or…let’s just say they’ll be keeping the bug population inside under control. Lovely thought.

How’s this to change that thought train:
My beautiful girl suited up in her overalls for the party! Really, can you get any cuter?

And here’s my cutie chillin’ in the camper while Daddy works:



Patting My Back

Filed under: God thoughts,Life — Lacey @ 1:35 am

This last week I was quite disappointed with myself. We had just gotten back from THUH event at Johnson University. The week had been awesome, the last night one of the best. It was super emotional for everyone. The kids really let it all put and made some awesome decisions. There were barely any dry eyes in our group. Even Seth cried after seeing some of our kids confess and repent. And getting him to cry is quite a feat. He is not an outwardly emotional guy at all. In fact, this is the first time he’d cried since before we started dating almost 10 yrs ago. No joke! And of course I had to miss it! He decided to shed a few at the exact time I left to get us some tissues. Honestly I was only gone for a couple of mins at best. But anyways, back to the point.

I was so proud of our group and all the rededications and baptisms that took place that last night. We had a great trip home (minus the bus sauna). The kids really didn’t complain much and they really all got along. That was quite a feat considering we didn’t leave the college to head back to Florida until 3 am, drove through the night, baked in the heat and all. And since we’ve been back I have felt a definite change in or kids. Their attitudes have been better. There is more of a sense of community I can honestly see that they are loving, praying for, and working to support each other and I’m loving it.

It was so worth it to go on the trip. I enjoyed being with the kids. Building deeper and sometimes goofier relationships with them. There is something mysterious and obviously divine that goes on during weeks like this together.

It was even worth it to go even though I missed my baby. Honestly, I’m sure it was God in that I didn’t worry or desperately miss her and that she did so well spending time with each of my parents and my sister. She even slept through the nights there! And she hadn’t even been doing that here! The trip was even worth it despite what behavior I had to endure from Haddie when we got back. Talk about super clingy and fussy! I’ve never experienced it so bad! But I took it in stride realizing that this was her making up for lost time. And I’ve read multiple places that children will hold it together and fall apart once they get home because home and their parents are their “safe zone.” So I figured that this was her letting out all the emotions she didn’t during the 8 days we were gone. Still I was glad when she got it all out and we were back to normal.

Back to my first topic…I was disappointed with myself because I had spent this great spiritual week with these kids, seen them make decisions, been reminded again how important God’s Word is and yet I came back and failed to really put it into practice. I spent time with God two days at the beginning of the week and then completely missed it the rest. And I couldn’t motivate myself to do much at all. Sure I did some laundry, but I didnt fully unpack until a week later. I was tired from the trip, but I didn’t expect to be that worn out!

So Sunday’s sermon really applied to me and served as the butt kicking I needed. It was a great reminder that we constantly have to battle the flesh but it’s our choice who we are going to let win. And I’ve been letting my fleshly desires win a lot recently…in my sleeping in, laziness, lack of discipline in my diet, lack of physical exercise, neglecting my daily time with God, going to bed too late, selfishness, etc. The sermon also reminded me that I can choose how my life turns out. I have to work to get to where want to be. Growth takes effort and we’re supposed to be growing spiritually…and it just doesn’t happen by itself. And most importantly, all these efforts will be in vain if I’m not depending on My Lord. I can’t change it on my own. And when I team up with Him and use the resources He’s provided (His Word, prayer and His people), the results will be awesome!

So I am going to purposely strive to get my priorities in order and make better decisions, including learning to better discipline myself.

I was proud (in a good godly way) of some of my choices today (Monday). So here’s my patting my back…

1. Got up at an earlier time than last week (still not really early, but I’m going to progressively move the time back).

2. Worked on painting the kitchen. Got most of it done. I’ve decided that I’m going to stop putting off these house projects. So, I’m aiming to focus on one room a week or so and get all the odds and ins finally finished! And nicely motivate Seth to finish his parts in each room, too. (Dont worry I already warned him. Lol)

3. Had a good prayer time. Read my Bible with Haddie. She’s already memorizing the order of the New Testament books…she’s got the first 6 pretty well down! These kids have so much more potential and memory than we typically give them credit for!

4. Drank more water than coke. Im going to try to not buy any more cans and slowly eliminate it from my diet. I don’t want to go cold turkey and end up with caffeine withdrawal headaches or anything.

5. Ate a decent amount of fruits and veggies instead of junk (not counting the dinner of pizza hut…lol…hey, I couldn’t cook, my kitchen was still torn apart!).

Hopefully I’ll be adding some exercise to that list soon. Although painting and cleaning has got to burn some calories, right?


Drop Dead Quilter

Filed under: Life — Lacey @ 12:52 am

A couple months ago, I finally decided to try quilting. I had been meaning to learn (and had kept talking about it) since before Christmas time. I kept saying that I would start as soon as things slow down. I know, haha. It never happens. Well, it sure didn’t happen for a while since we ended up buying a house, redoing it, getting moved in and then fixing up our other one to rent. Which, by the way, we finally got rented back in April. Hallelujah! I’m not sure if I ever actually blogged about that. So, yeah, so far our renters have been good. We’ve gotten the payments on time and no complaints or problems. Here’s hoping and praying that it stays that way. Ok, onto what I was actually meaning to post about…

One of the main reasons I wanted to learn to quilt was so that I could spend some time with Mama (Seth’s grandma). I wanted to learn the skill from the expert! Even though she always denies she knows that much. When I first asked her, she kept saying she’d rather me learn from someone better. That she’d even pay for me to take a class. But I finally convinced her that part of the reason I wanted to do it was to learn from HER, not someone else. So, she agreed.

She gave me a basic book to look through and then I went to her with my questions. I bought my basics (quilting thimble, rotary cutter, thick plastic measuring ruler, the self-healing cutting mat, and quilting thread (apparently its thicker than basic thread, who knew?). I got some of the basics at Walmart and the rest at Hancock fabrics.


Then I gathered my fabric scraps and headed to Mama again. See, another of the reasons I wanted to make this quilt was to use a lot of the scraps that I have left from various hemming projects and from other memory fabrics. I wanted to make something to remember it all.

I am using fabric pieces from a dress of Haddie’s, an old baby outfit of mine that my mom made, curtains from our first house, my bridesmaid dress from my sister-in-law’s wedding, some scrubs that I had to use from my first job in the mental health field, and some other neat fabrics I had laying around.




I have more scraps to use, but they’re of a more cottony/stretchy materials that Mama said doesn’t always work well in a quilt. So I’m going to try to use all of them together in a different type quilt or something later when I’m more experienced. These scraps include some old pajama pants of mine from back in high school (that I was wearing up til a couple months ago when they um…gave out), some other baby outfits of Haddie’s, Seth’s baby pillow, etc.

During this project I’ve been reminded again about how I really stink at patience and small details. It is super hard to correctly measure and cut all these small pieces. The idea seems and looks easy but I really stink at it. I couldn’t be an artitect or engineer! I can’t measure! But I’m still having fun and can’t wait to see how this all
turns out!

During the time I started this project, I discovered an awesome show on Netflix–Drop Dead Diva. Ok, I know it sounds kinda weird, but its really great and I’ve already gotten a number of friends hooked on it! Even Seth enjoyed it! The first season is on Netflix instant, and the second one is available by DVD from Netflix or on Hulu. The show is pretty clean and is pretty positive. Its also funny and entertaining. I’m excited too because the 3rd season just started on Lifetime. A friend is DVRing it for us to watch and I’m assuming it available on HULU or Lifetime.com, too. The show seriously became addicting! I don’t know how I’m going to handle it spaced out a week at a time!

I’ve actually taken a break on the quilt for the last few weeks, but I really want to get back to it soon. The front layer is starting to really shape up nicely. Here’s what it looked like with all the squares laid out:



Sometimes I feel like I cheat you… July 19, 2011

Filed under: Life — Lacey @ 8:20 pm

…CVS! Today I did pretty good on cashing in on some CVS deals! I saved $73.86 and got $11 back in Extra Bucks for next time. Of course that savings is relative since most of their stuff is overpriced, but their deals plus coupons makes for some great savings !

Here’s some of my favorites from today:

Pantene shampoo & conditioner- they paid me $0.03 to buy both bottles!

Oral B toothbrushes- they paid me $0.02 to buy two!

Edy’s ice creams- got them for $2.09 each

Ester-C vitamins- got them for $4.64 each (regularly $11.29!)

Olay Regenerist Eye cream/concealor- $7.99 (regularly $19.99!)
(Maybe I can get these big dark circles to actually shrink. We’ll see!)

Pretty sweet deals, I’d say!


Philosophical Answers to “Why Did the Chicken Cross… July 14, 2011

Filed under: Misc — Lacey @ 1:42 pm

On our THUH Event trip we’ve become a fan of bird jokes. It all started with:

“Do you want to hear a bird joke?”


“Wow, that’s hawk-ward!”

And that’s become our answer to everything…”hawk-ward”!

We’ve been looking up a number of bird jokes online since then. Some have been funny but none have topped the hawk one.

I did find this list of philosophical answers to the famous “Why Did the Chicken Cross the Road?”

Those of you familiar with psychology, philosophy or older comedians may enjoy these…

Q: Why did the chicken cross the road?

Sigmund Freud: As an expression of the repressed desire to have sex with its mother. The road symbolizes the barrier presented by the cultural taboo.

Albert Einstein: Whether the chicken crossed the road or the road crossed the chicken depends upon your frame of reference.

Groucho Marx: Chicken? What’s all this talk about chicken? Why, I had an uncle who thought he was a chicken. My aunt almost divorced him, but we needed the eggs.

Howard Cosell: It may very well have been one of the most astonishing events to grace the annals of history. An historic, unprecedented avian biped with the temerity to attempt such an herculean achievement formerly relegated to homo sapien pedestrians is truly a remarkable occurrence.

Plato: For the greater good.

Robert Frost: To cross the road less traveled by.

Aristotle: To fulfill its nature on the other side.

Karl Marx: It was an historical inevitability.

Machiavelli: So that its subjects will view it with admiration, as a chicken which has the daring and courage to boldly cross the road, but also with fear, for who among them has the strength to contend with such a paragon of avian virtue? In such a manner is the princely chicken’s dominion maintained.

Hippocrates: Because of an excess of light pink gooey stuff in its pancreas.

Jacques Derrida: Any number of contending discourses may be discovered within the act of the chicken crossing the road, and each interpretation is equally valid as the authorial intent can never be discerned, because structuralism is DEAD, DEAD, DEAD!

Thomas de Torquemada: Because of Satan’s influence. Crossing the road is heresy. The chicken must confess to its sins in order to be saved. I’ll call another Inquisition.

Timothy Leary: Because that’s the only kind of trip the Establishment would let it take.

Nietzsche: Because if you gaze too long across the Road, the Road gazes also across you.

Oliver North: National Security was at stake.

B.F. Skinner: Because the external influences which had pervaded its sensorium from birth had caused it to develop in such a fashion that it would tend to cross roads, even while believing these actions to be of its own free will.

Carl Jung: The confluence of events in the cultural gestalt recessitated that individual chickens cross roads at this historical juncture, and therefore synchronicitously brought such occurrences into being.

Jean-Paul Sartre: In order to act in good faith and be true to itself, the chicken found it necessary to cross the road.

Ludwig Wittgenstein: The possibility of “crossing” was encoded into the objects “chicken” and “road”, and circumstances came into being which caused the actualization of this potential occurrence.

Salvador Dali: The Fish.

Darwin: It was the logical next step after coming down from the trees.

Emily Dickinson: Because it could not stop for death.

Epicurus: For fun.

Ralph Waldo Emerson: It didn’t cross the road; it transcended it.

Johann Friedrich von Goethe: The eternal hen-principle made it do it.

Ernest Hemingway: To die. In the rain.

Gilligan: The traffic started getting rough; the chicken had to cross. If not for the plumage of its peerless tail the chicken would be lost. The chicken would be lost!

E.O. Wilson: Under the influence of a road-crossing gene, selected because it conferred a survival advantage in the chicken’s ancestral line. We could conjecture, for example, that crossing roads represents the transfer of a behavioral trait whereby some chickens sought to distance themselves from rivals, thereby distinguishing them in the eyes of potential mates and increasing their reproductive potential.

Sir Edmund Hillary: Because it was there.

Werner Heisenberg: We are not sure which side of the road the chicken was on, but it was moving very fast.

Mark Twain: The news of its crossing has been greatly exaggerated.

David Hume: Out of custom and habit.

Pyrrho the Skeptic: What road?

Henry David Thoreau: To live deliberately … and suck all the marrow out of life.

Ayn Rand: It was crossing the road because of its own rational choice to do so. There cannot be a collective unconscious; desires are unique to each individual.

Mishima: For the beauty of it. The chicken’s extension of its sinuous legs sent shivers of a dark despair into the souls not only of the silently watching hens but also the roosters, who felt a sudden sexual desire for their exquisite comrade. The dark courage of the chicken was as beautiful as drops of dew upon jade at midnight, struck by a partial moon, its light filtered through clouds. One of the deeply aroused roosters could stand the intensity of the moment no more and bit off the head of the beautiful, courageous chicken-hero, whose wine blood was deliciously drunken by the road, and he died.

Johnny Cochran: The chicken never crossed the road. Some chicken-hating, genocidal, lying public official moved the road right under the chicken’s feet while he was practicing his golf swing and thinking about his family.

Camus: The chicken’s mother had just died. But this did not really upset him, as any number of witnesses can attest. In fact, he crossed just because the sun got in his eyes.

Lord Nelson: “I see no chicken.”

Sir Isaac Newton: Chickens at rest tend to stay at rest. Chickens in motion tend to cross the road.

John Wayne: “‘Cause a chicken’s gotta do what a chicken’s gotta do.”

William Shakespeare: Tell me where lies fancy’s egg, In the breast or in the leg?

Douglas MacArthur: In order to return.

Richard Nixon: This isn’t about roads and chickens. I don’t think you quite understand that what you believe I may have meant isn’t what you think I said.

Book of Genesis: God said, “Let there be chicken”; and there was chicken. Then God said, “Let there be road”; and there was road. And God commanded, “Let the one be taken to the far side thereof.” And it was done. And God looked upon His work and saw that it was good.

Sirs William Gilbert and Arthur Sullivan: To verify through measurement and research explorational, Asserted widths and properties of highways transportational. And thus through brain and intellect did prove itself, this animal, To be the very model of a modern chicken-general.

Captain James Tiberius Kirk: To boldly go where no chicken has gone before.

Sophocles: It wanted to be close to its Mom.