Welcome to the "used to- not used to game"

Something I am getting used to-

Seeing older women in "housecoats"

So many of them, here in the boonies, wear these blue-patterned dresses that button down the front. Along with the uniform, comes the old-lady scornful looks when you drive by. (I will try and get a photo.)

Something I am not getting used to-

The horrible horrible smells here in the country. Yesterday it smelled like a mixture of body odor and manure. It was awful- sharp, powerful, disgusting. The pungent odor settles over you like a blanket of stink. It's never the same stench two days in a row. Once, My Man almost fell off his motocicletta because the stink slapped him in the face.


Mommy-o, what IS that smell????



This child has been hit by the wall of stink.


I swear it wasn't me.