Broken Road - Broken Bowl

If the world were to experience a cement shortage, I have full faith that oatmeal would suffice...
Just pour some in a bowl, wait an hour and pave a major highway.

Enjoy

InTexticated:::::::
While most people get little e-mails and text messages throughout their lives with faces of scary clowns, I get singing goats, laughing goats, and sometimes, sightings of goats.

SARA: "I just saw a goat. On the side of the interstate. Yea."

ME: "WWWWWWWWWWWWTTTTTTTTTTTTTFFFFFFFFFFFFFF??????????"

SARA: "Baha! I know! Just a random, lone goat."

ME: "Because no one wants it..."

SARA: "Haha!"

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It's smart. Enjoy it!

The Following...

Is a real text conversation between myself and a gay family member, whom I love ever so dearly.

HIM: "'Got to Give It Up,' by Marvin Gaye is a widely popular song btw. It is on several soundtracks that are in no way gay oriented. You are not cultured! lol"

ME: "I own one of his albums, and I am cultured. And my culture says that's gay.

HIM: "That song was written and sung for people back in the 70's! Straight people!" Google it! How is that gay?!? I think secretly, u just wanna be gay 2."

ME: "I am gay, didn't I tell you. That's why I own a Marvin Gay album. Would you like to borrow it?"

HIM: "Ha ha! LOL I would love to borrow it, I'm sure. Especially since I am gay and all. :) And his last name is spelled Gaye, thank u."

ME: "Oh, then I'm Gaye."

A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words - Part Two

With Easter fast approaching, we had work to do. We called in for back up.
Bubbles (the brother-in-law), came to the rescue from day one of the apartment/new house transition.
As of a few days ago, I was still finding Easter eggs hidden by Bubbles, the professional family Easter Egg hider. (There were some in the light fixtures!)

And for what may be the very first time, ever, I laughed while washing dishes.

We wrongfully spent Easter Sunday repairing a floor joist, to prepare for the new bathroom flooring.


Sara got super excited about helping us remove the haunted wallpaper from the master bedroom...


And after a combined 21 hours of labor among the six of us working that day, Jorel "accidentally" let the hammer fly through the wall... declaring the next weekend as a "dry walling" party.
He later apologized.


The next week, I refinished the cabinets (and conveniently forgot to tell the husband. Surprise! New bathroom!)...
-Before and After Pics coming soon-


Sara enjoyed the entire phase one of the remodeling process, and showed her joy by placing construction materials in inappropriate places.


We know... she's a natural.

Fellow bloggers, its going to be a long road in the world of Barrett Home Remodeling. It appears we like a challenge when we see one.

A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words - Part One

If a picture is worth a thousand words, this blog should be an 11,000 word blog. That would more than make up for the neglect you've all been suffering, lately. :) Enjoy.

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It began when we moved out of our apartment, into our new home. We were scheduled to be out by 4 p.m. that day, and this was the scene at 3:30.



Upon our arrival to our new home...


Teq, a.k.a. "T-money," went into a therapeutic shock and hid in the shower the entire first night.


He did, eventually, come out, but only because he needed a shave. :)


Our first night at the new home, however, could not be mentioned without Ms. Mya Koda. (It's Native American -yes thank you, my father is half- for "power of the moon.")

Mya is a red Siberian Husky, for whom we searched far and wide. She is still a puppy, so her fur has not yet reached its full fluffing potential. :)

Welcome home, Mya!

Pretty Much

I'm pretty much posting this as an update:
Photos will be posted tonight, hell or high water.
Brace yourselves, it's been a heck of a ride lately.

Peace, Love and Sunshine,
Quilla

Surprise!

You know you've been checking each day, only to be disappointed by my absence. :)
While I'd like to post a hugenormous blog full of updates, I think I find it easier to do a photo update. So, Tuesday, lovelies, you can tune in for "the past month, in photo." LOL! And believe me, its self explanatory.
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To pick up where we left off, BuFord was, indeed, $700 short of being totalled. Upon further examination, we inched a bit closer to death. He is ready to come home now, and tomorrow I will be reunited with him for the first time in over a month.

As of today, he is only $200 short of death. In other words, if I get BuFord home and he is still the slightest bit sickly, he goes to the graveyard.

BuFord's Fate

I came short of totaling my vehicle by a mere $700.

I've yet to see the detail of the damage report but I recall my radiator being in two separate pieces, lots of different fluids in the roadway, and BuFord having extra pieces. BuFord sounded like a mono-infected llama underwater when they pulled him on the tow truck. I'm pretty sure I contaminated a few water supplies.

I'm not sure if totaling the car might not have been better for us, but since we just bought a house I was a bit concerned with the interest rate we'd get on a new car, having just purchased a house.

It makes me feel warm and oh-so fuzzy inside to know my insurance rates JUST went down. But I am ok. My shoulders hurt like I have been working out for three days straight with no water... but I am alive by the grace of God.

The wreck wasn't bad. It could've been much worse. Had it been a day I was talking on my phone, I may not have paid attention, and I wouldn't be blogging right now.

And whoever the person was in front of the person I hit... if you are out there... please stop slamming your brakes at red lights. PEACE.

By the Grace

Last night, as I was laying there, thinking life couldn't get any better, I updated my facebook.
"Quilla is... 'feeling like life couldn't get much better right now.' "

Before clicking "update," I thought to myself, "As soon as I post this, something will happen. Something catastrophic involving voodoo dolls or a worldwide massacre with cheese spreaders...something. Is bound. To happen."

But what the hay? Life's good right now, and I'm allowed to share my blessings.

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Each day on my way to work, I often talk on my cell phone or eat breakfast or lunch. I might clip my name tag on when I get to the red light.

Not today.

Today, I woke up early, cleaned house, ate breakfast, watched TV, got ready for work and ate lunch.

I turned the car radio on low and decided it was going to be a quiet ride. I was ready for the day.

Jorel and I had a great weekend with friends, and we finally found a church we both agreed to attend regularly. We just bought our house... Things were good.

And then, suddenly, in my moment of quiet serenity... it happened. My very first car accident.

I saw her stop. I hit the brakes. Only, nothing happened. I mowed over her trailer hitch and that was the end of my bubbly moment.

Hours later my facebook read...

"Quilla is... 'leaving the scene of her very first traffic accident. R.I.P. BuFord.' "

Tomorrow we will know her fate.