Dixon-Ratzlaff Family Blogs

We moved to a new palatial home out West with rooms beyond count full of all sorts of amazing bits an pieces. Fiona, Declan, and Holly J. help us get cleaned up and moved. The garden is lovely, but the light outside is yellow, alien, and strange. 

We moved to a new palatial home out West with rooms beyond count full of all sorts of amazing bits an pieces. Fiona, Declan, and Holly J. help us get cleaned up and moved. The garden is lovely, but the light outside is yellow, alien, and strange. 

 In the Tall Grass: 

I am driving Dad's van and we head towards town. As we are pulling out of the drive, movements in the grass catch my attention; I start pleading with Hoss to pull over, even threatening to hurl myself from the moving vehicle I am so keen to investigate (apparently, I have forgotten I am driving...) I park behind a line of vehicles attending the carnival on the corner, and rush back to find two calico kittens and a beagle pup that have been abandoned. 

Americus has gone Euro:

There is still war damage marring the beautiful buildings in the town West and I am wishing I had money to invest to help with repairs. Something is amiss in the park and Lulu is angry because the bathrooms are out of order and the children must defecate in Wal-Mart sacks; and after all, "Our children are not dogs." Later, in the rain, a man is busted selling drugs and I am sad because Lulu missed the connection and won't be having any fun this evening. 

The Stowaway: 

Boudicca has stowed away in Mom's truck, again, and we are a bit miffed when she hops out of the back and strolls up Mainstreet. I scold her and scoop her up and she rides complacently in my arms purring loudly as I frantically rush between The Whistlestop and The Noose trying to get both opened and organized. I drop Bo off at the stufio and Blanche and Lucy commence to beat her up a little bit and I can't help thinking, "This is a nice turnabout -It's about time Bo got some payback."  

 In the Tall Grass: 

I am driving Dad's van and we head towards town. As we are pulling out of the drive, movements in the grass catch my attention; I start pleading with Hoss to pull over, even threatening to hurl myself from the moving vehicle I am so keen to investigate (apparently, I have forgotten I am driving...) I park behind a line of vehicles attending the carnival on the corner, and rush back to find two calico kittens and a beagle pup that have been abandoned. 

Americus has gone Euro:

There is still war damage marring the beautiful buildings in the town West and I am wishing I had money to invest to help with repairs. Something is amiss in the park and Lulu is angry because the bathrooms are out of order and the children must defecate in Wal-Mart sacks; and after all, "Our children are not dogs." Later, in the rain, a man is busted selling drugs and I am sad because Lulu missed the connection and won't be having any fun this evening. 

The Stowaway: 

Boudicca has stowed away in Mom's truck, again, and we are a bit miffed when she hops out of the back and strolls up Mainstreet. I scold her and scoop her up and she rides complacently in my arms purring loudly as I frantically rush between The Whistlestop and The Noose trying to get both opened and organized. I drop Bo off at the stufio and Blanche and Lucy commence to beat her up a little bit and I can't help thinking, "This is a nice turnabout -It's about time Bo got some payback."  

 An entire wall of our house has been dedicated to the most amazing sound system on the planet. From here, I am able to listen in on the private conversations of Tony Horton. Pointless images swirl around in my head while my brain takes a vacation to Europe. 

 An entire wall of our house has been dedicated to the most amazing sound system on the planet. From here, I am able to listen in on the private conversations of Tony Horton. Pointless images swirl around in my head while my brain takes a vacation to Europe. 

Bar Acrobatics: 

Becky gives two regulars I've never seen coupons for free fancy drinks with exotic flavors because we are out of the flavors they wanted that night. The fake regulars then proceed to go around trying to collect signatures from other patrons on their coupon sheets in attempts to get more free things they aren't entitled to; they hassle me and our Japanese owner who points to the kimonos on the wall in subtle attempts to let them know they're barking up the wrong tree. I go out back and proceed to do wondrous acrobatics on the chairs and tables in the beer garden. 

The Barbecue: 

We meet the DeVoe family out at The Ranch where we are all expected to dine on the single perch that is the only catch Mike was able to make that day. Mike works very hard to char the fish to ash in the oven because it will "go further". I am very angry at David because he refuses to take off my favorite dress and because he embarrassed me by urinating on the patio where everyone is sitting instead of using his tree like we asked him to.

Bar Acrobatics: 

Becky gives two regulars I've never seen coupons for free fancy drinks with exotic flavors because we are out of the flavors they wanted that night. The fake regulars then proceed to go around trying to collect signatures from other patrons on their coupon sheets in attempts to get more free things they aren't entitled to; they hassle me and our Japanese owner who points to the kimonos on the wall in subtle attempts to let them know they're barking up the wrong tree. I go out back and proceed to do wondrous acrobatics on the chairs and tables in the beer garden. 

The Barbecue: 

We meet the DeVoe family out at The Ranch where we are all expected to dine on the single perch that is the only catch Mike was able to make that day. Mike works very hard to char the fish to ash in the oven because it will "go further". I am very angry at David because he refuses to take off my favorite dress and because he embarrassed me by urinating on the patio where everyone is sitting instead of using his tree like we asked him to.

 Ran across this, very randomly, last night:

http://threesentencedreams.blogspot.com

Absolutely fell in love with the idea. It's just mesmerizing to me. Reminds me a bit of the whole beat movement. I just love the free-form weirdness. Mine prob. won't be half so well written, but they should still be interesting. :) 

 A "funny" thing about so many Christians in our society...

They can quote the bible by heart, when needed-

But they know nothing about God or love.