Saturday, August 28, 2010

Six Word Saturday (My Very First)

To the tune of the Talking Heads Psycho Killer



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Chicken Killer...Run Run Run Away!

This dog is wanted in three neighbors yards for the crime of chicken killing. I am keeping her safe, but I don't know why. I guess I love her but she makes it so hard. The only reason she lives is because my kids adore her. Lucky Bitch

Friday, August 13, 2010

How Wal*Mart Gave Me My Groove Back


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Let's be honest here. I love living the country life. I love having chickens and using a clothes line and having a yard full of dog shit with no HOA to come after my country ass, but that does not mean that I must live in a trailer.

Apparently, "trailer" is no longer a PC term. When ever I tell people I live in one the first thing they say is something along the lines of "There is nothing wrong with living in a mobile home." So saying that my house could trail behind a truck is trashy, but actually having the word "mobile", meaning movable, in the title is better. Gee thanks for reminding me that my house has a hitch. Snails have mobile homes. Not people

Hubbs and I have been careful to never incur debt. We hate owing people money, but my trailer/mobile home/ Fuckin' big ass camper is falling to bits. We have put tons of money into the place and it is still rotting faster than we can repair. Time to buy a house.

We already have the land, septic, electric and water on site so the plan is to build! Should be easy right???
NO!! You are wrong. It seems that the less debt you owe , the less credit you get. In fact, if you go your entire adult life, paying your bills, saving your cash, never living beyond you means and being the perfect example of conservatism, you are rewarded with a big fat "Fuck You!" when applying for any credit. No no no!


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Well, we needed a car in a bad way. We found a loan shark willing to give us a shot but my father- in-law came to the rescue in a big way an co-signed for the hubbs so now he can spend the next year building credit. And we got to go to a real bank, a Loan Tuna, if you will. I , however , got left out in the mud on this level. Shit

You see, I have student loans and hospital bills. This toxic combination apparently gives me a credit score anywhere from 605 (boo) to 640 (Meh) depending on which agency is reporting. They tell me the ideal is 700, but I can't get there unless I get credit.

I have spent the last week applying for every credit card I could see. All said no except a few who said they would exchange $200 credit for $200 cash...DOH? Hey, I'll give you 100 pennies for that dollar. 100 is better than 1! Glad you are following me on this.

Well I got the call yesterday for something I never thought would happen. Wal*Mart, of all the places , is giving me a REAL, honest to God, credit card. I'm not a huge fan of Wal*Mart, but in some really weird twist is appears that Wal*Mart is going to give me the biggest help I could ever get, by giving me the chance to own my own home. Not everyone can say that.

Even thought I am not a fan of Wal*Mart, I guess I will need it very soon. I'll need that credit card while furnishing my new house :D

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Been Busy! Would you like some Pepper?

Not that the three of you 'prolly care much, but life is taking me all sorts of great places. I hope that things keep progressing.

It's funny how life can get so interesting and just when it feels like you have something to say you lose the energy. I feel like I want to blog more when nothing is going on then when it is.

I have an extra dog now, BTW, Don't y'all break your necks trying to adopt him all at once ;)


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PEPPER The 12-year-old Great Dane/Lab mix

Add him to the Great Pyr and the beagle and there is a lot of shit in my yard. Butterflies like to sit on dog shit so I guess it makes my yard nicer.

There , I blogged