My Weekend.

Hi everyone.   How was your weekend?

Me?  Oh mine was kindda like this …

My website crapped out,
My desire to ever make dinner as long as I live crapped out.
My coop building energy crapped out.
And my chickens crapped out.  All over my backyard.  Crap.  Everywhere.

And then something miraculous happened.

A couple of kind strangers offered to rescue my website,
My fella made and cleaned up after all meals, all weekend,
My sister appeared out of the blue, tools in hand to spend 16 hours helping me build the coop.
(Nothing changed with the chicken crap.  It’s still everywhere.)

And suddenly my weekend was lookin’ more  like this …


All without the help of this …



Or this …

Or this …


But, thank God for this.  

Look, a girl can’t make it through a multi-leveled crisis without a little help.  And Ruffled chips are completely different from plain ones in case you were wondering.

It left me with a funny feeling at the end of the weekend.  Being helped so much.   I’m not what you’d call good with help.  I like to do things myself.  It’s a personality flaw.  I think a lot of us are like that.

Not really willing to ask for help, but terribly glad when it’s offered to us.

So thank you kind strangers.

Thank you fella.

(I swear to you I cannot find any pictures of this man wearing clothing)

Thank you sister.

Thank you potato chips.

I couldn’t have done it without you.  Well, technically I could have.  But there would have been a lot more swearing.



  1. Sandi says:

    Love, love, love your style. I could spend LOTS of time just reading your old posts. . . but I’d better get back to work. :)

  2. Megan says:

    Man, thanks for the honesty. That’s what it’s all about, isn’t it! I just found your site and I’ll know I’ll stop by again soon. Hope today is going well for you. Happy blogging, decorating, & living-Megan

  3. medical office interior design says:

    At least your weekend ended on a good note and thats what is important. So nice to have people that just come over and help, I am bad about asking for help or taking people up on it when they offer but its great when people don’t give you a choice, they know you well enough to just come over because they know you will never ask:)

  4. B.J.M says:

    Toss “your poop” on the roses, get that guy to stand-up getting out of that water and be glad you weren’t with me!
    My dog and I got skunked Sunday, as I reached over to grab him while he bounced to a “black & white” [not a cop car] by the side of the house. I’d forgot to put the garbage bag in the box. DUH!
    Yesterday he ran towards a swampy area, while on our walk across the road. As I repeatedly called him, a Wood Duck cruised at low altitude by my face. My already still skunk-smelly after 2 baths, 8 yr old Golden Retriever, who wont RETRIEVE a damned ball, was splashing about in black, mucky, toxic GM-Oshawa, stench on high, swamp water.
    The dog bath, the dog towels and my clothing laundry loads, my shower… all over again.

    Wish I had a Sister.

  5. Susan says:

    Thanks for sharing umh .. those arms…
    Always a pleasure Karen …

  6. Rose says:

    Hey Karen!
    Sounds like a great weekend! Sorry about all the “crap” that you went through. I’m relatively a new follower and don’t know (haven’t seen a post mentioning it) if you’re already doing this, but are you saving the poo for fertilizer? Apparently according to the CBC show “dirt girl world”, all you have to do is get some poo and add water and then spread the love. Ahh what I retain whilst watching endless children’s shows.
    Second I love, love, LOVE your series about the dollar store items. Is there going to be another? Please say yes!

    • Karen says:

      Hi Rose – Funny thing. Tonight as I was cleaning out the coop my fella said … Hmm. Too bad we couldn’t sell the stuff. I told him we probably could because chicken poop is coveted among gardeners. I didn’t know all you had to do was add water though! I assumed you’d have to let it, you know, ferment and break down like compost as you do with cow poop. Also, I will always do more Dollar Store posts. Hopefully when things have calmed down here I’ll get over to the Dollarama and come up with something great! Thanks for visiting the site. ~ karen

  7. amy walters, aDESIGNdock says:

    Oh Karen, how I love your stories. Glad you met up with some sweet strangers! You’re fab ;)

  8. Renee says:

    Karen –
    sounds like you had a pretty crappy weekend (no pun intended!) But also sounds like you find the light-heartedness in everything. Good for you, something to be admired. I was rasied with chickens. In fact, check out our coop, its the first picture in the post. I also used to, as one of my chores, have to pluck the dead chickens.

  9. Meg says:

    I have to say that I am so happy to have found this site! Thanks to Centsational Girl for getting me here. The posts are fabulous! Karen, I think you may be my new personal hero. But I have to say, this is the greatest group of commenters (is that a word?) I have ever encountered! Thanks for making my Monday, people!

    • Karen says:

      Meg – I’ve heard that before! You know, about how great I am. Heh. Oh dear … just kidding. A LOT of people mention about how great the comments on this site are. And I agree. They’re either incredibly thoughtful or insanely hilarious. Both excellent qualities in comments. :) ~ karen. Oops … Karen!

  10. Evalyn says:

    (I swear to you I cannot find any pictures of this man wearing clothing)

    I don’t understand the problem.

  11. Shauna says:

    Yay for help! Good job to you for accepting it;)

    We finished our coop this past weekend and we are so super excited about it! The chickens get picked up on July 9th. This weekend we will be sealing off any holes or escape routes in our backyard. After all this talk of indiscriminate poop, I’m thinking we really should build a run and not let the girls just wander around freely and unsupervised in our backyard.

    • Karen says:

      Shauna – They poo. A lot. A whole lot. Worse than that they love to eat all your perennials. Hostas? Gone. Eaten down to the nub. GONE. :( ~ karen

      • Shauna says:

        Got it, noted! Luckily most of our pretty stuff is in our front yard, but we do have some veges in the back. I’m thinking supervised free range times with a run for when we’re not home is best. Thanks;)

  12. Shawna says:

    Ruffles Regular Chips and Diet Coke! My two things that I would bring with me if I was ever stuck on a deserted island :)

    • Karen says:

      Shawna – Amen. ~ karen

    • Anne says:

      FYI…..if you drink from a can outside in summer you MUST ALWAYS USE A STRAW. My doctor told me that there is (at least) one person per day in ER because a wasp or bee stung them in the throat upon sipping from a can. And, depending on the sting and your body’s reaction your airway can become restricted. Just thought i’d mention that.

  13. Jenn says:

    Chicken truffles!

    I wish my dog would quit eating the ‘truffles’ under the bird feeder – unlike your chickes, I have no idea what went into these doves, and birds can eat stuff that’s toxic to mammals.

    Silly dog!

  14. Mr. Pickles says:

    If my boyfriend looked like that, I wouldn’t own any pictures of him with clothes on either!

  15. Craig Lawrence says:


    Your man is distractingly hot. He is what all men should look like. You’re a very lucky girl. I’m using his picture as my screen saver. You need to more of him in every post.


  16. Anne says:

    I am also guilty of doing everything myself until the “breakdown”. Its funny, because, I love lending a hand to others and feel good when they accept my help (whatever it may be) P.S. clothing is always optional when you look like that!

  17. Christina says:

    Wine, potato chips, loved ones… all are definitely the same things I prefer when needing comfort and help. Did you actually drink the wine WHILE working on the coop? That could have gotten interesting.

    • Karen says:

      Christina – No, no. I dealt with the disastrous weekend withOUT the wine. No. Definitely no wine drinking while using power tools. Or ever actually. Not a big wine fan. ~ karen!

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