Unemployment does NOT equal Boredom!

Ok, I'll be the first to admit, after the shock of being laid off resided, I began to think of my new found time at home in a new and pleasant light. Finally, I would have time to really CLEAN the house (ha) and cook wonderful foods for my family, and heck, I'd bet I could even spend hours blogging and eating bonbon's while still in my pj's every morning. HA, not so! The latest drama to happen at the Chiro family household involves me spending a LONG afternoon at the police station with my father in law to file complaints against his niece. She really isn't a nice girl. But that's an entirely different story. We thought after all of that last week, that this week should be super easy. The Fates laughed.

Last night, we had a wonderfully windy storm. And then, the dreaded BOOM of yet another tree falling on our house. Hippies are supposed to like nature and trees and the like, aren't they? Then someone explain to me why I feel the urge to take a chainsaw to every green thing surround my house that is taller than my daughter (aprx. 2 feet tall). Blegh.

Look, Ma, he's got feet too!!

Poor Sir Nick...he must be subjected to the pokings and proddings of a curious 16 month old if he wishes to remain on the nice, cozy couch during these cold winter days.

Sir Nick keeps giving me these looks that say, 'Good greif, woman, I know she's only a kid but I swear if she screws with me one more time, I'm gonna get her. Seriously, get this beast OFF off of me.' While BeeBabe extatically screams 'CAAAT, CAAAT, MEeeeeoWWWWW.' My little animal lover. 

Nick...the Playgirl shots...

 

Attack of the BeeBabe!!

This weekend, beebabe and flower child headed out to the chicken/goat farm and had a blast. Those poor, poor chickens...they never knew what hit 'em! 

After Christmas comes the Axe

Yup, at 5:15 on Wed afternoon, I was called into my supervisor's office and told that we were downsizing. I got the axe. So, after spending a half a day sulking, the rest of my time has been spent burning up the phone lines calling anyone and everyone I can think of about a job. The result...an interview next week. One. Well, that's better than nothing. And thanks to a decent severence package, I'm not freaking out just yet. I'm off to work on a resume. Anyone here want to hire me??