Today I got all jealous of a mini van that had one of those family bumper stickers on it - the kind that shows all the family members as stick figures. According to the sticker, the family had two girls, three boys and a dog. Plus the mom and dad. It was quite a sticker.
I just googled "I want a family bumper sticker, too" and found the website where I could order one.
As usual, there are problems.
It took me a few passes to find the pet decals. And wouldn't you know, they don't have chickens. They have COWS, for crying out loud, but not chickens. I would have to substitute a duck or a bird, which is just insulting.
Also, my sticker would be wider than my rear window. Maybe we could put it the length of the truck? Trout Towers is home to a mom, a dad, a grandmother, a boy and a girl, an aunt, an uncle, three cats and seven chickens. Have I forgotten anyone/anything?
Maybe I should have googled "does anyone make a COMMUNE bumper sticker?" Oh, and if it could be less than the $80.75 plus shipping I'd spend on the family one, that would be awesome. At $4.75 each, the stickers representing the chickens cost more than the chickens themselves. And they're ducks, not chickens. I might as well get cows.
Meanwhile, in other totally unrelated family news, I just discovered that someone to whom I thought I was a good friend went through a divorce LAST YEAR. So if you're looking for a friend who actually calls you once in awhile, I may not be that friend. Really, if you want me to pay attention to you, you have to either read my blog or live with me. We are currently out of rooms at the Towers, so you'll have to keep reading. Sorry.
But seriously, how does something like that happen? I have lost my radar entirely.
We have become such a commune that the world is going on without us and we are not looking up from our turnip patch to watch. And honestly? There's never been a better time to be oblivious.
Except when it comes to friends.
I guess even communes need radar.