Like Attracts Like

They say birds of a feather flock together and that like attracts like. I really hope there are some exceptions, if not, I'm in trouble.

The other day at the mall, I became cognizant of men noticing me. Unfortunately, it was only ugly men checking me out. I don't mean plain men, I mean down right ugly men. When the fat belly, barefoot man with leg tattoos, long unclean hair and a scraggly beard gave me the once over, I had had it. What the hell? Why only ugly men?

Okay, my husband, who I think is quite yummy, thinks I'm something special to look at. That's nice. But..he loves me. There is a difference. I'd really like to be able to turn a few heads, not stop traffic at a crash-up derby. 'Dang, you sure gots a purdy mouth.'

Yesterday at school, I noticed something equally as disturbing. I'm old. Yikes! I certainly don't feel old. There is one young man who I see everyday in the hallway. He is attractive and appears to be older than 20. I've noticed him dismiss me, like I'm his mother. Dang.

Today, at the gas station, the redneck in the King Cab pick-up work truck said hi to me. Okay...at least this guy had a job. He sure beats barefoot fatty.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not in the market. I'm very happily married. It's a good thing, too. Sejavascript:void(0)
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Broken

Last week, County Magazine gave me an assignment. It was pretty cool. I had to go interview a lady in Tonganoxie about her farm, especially her goats. The place is called Screamin' Oaks and I had such a good time. Of course, I did. There were animals involved. The best part about the experience it that I learned all kinds of new things about goats. Did you know they eat all the weeds that grass eaters won't eat? They eat poison ivy and if you drink their milk, you'll build a resistance to the ill effects of poison ivy. How cool is that?

After I left the goat farm, I went out to Oakmont Farm. Sometime between farms, my camera decided that it wasn't going to work anymore. It is broken.

When I bought my camera and super storage chip four years ago, I spent a pretty penny. My husband and I went to Best Buy over the weekend and discovered that my camera, which had been good quality at 3.2 pixels, is now a joke. A camera with 7.1 pixels costs about $200 less than what I paid originally. And the memory chip, well, that thing cost me $100 for 256 MB and now I can get 2 GB for $70. Technology. Wow.

So, my husband, Mr. Thrifty, opted to order a camera online. He saved about $40 plus shipping. That's great. The downside is that I have to wait for delivery. That's a bummer.

I really would have liked to have it yesterday. Yesterday was a big day for Kadance. She had a lesson with Vanessa (a horse trainer) and the task for the day was saddling. Kadance did such a great job. No worries. When the time comes for riding her, she'll be wonderful. She really is a pretty horse and she has a lovely extended trot.