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1. This past March, I finally got my tattoo, I am now complete
2. Dave and me - 15 freaking years yo
3. I want to be a sniper when I grow up!
4. Gluten free, cause I have to be
5. I am a licensed gun owner and basic gun nut
6. I've given up heels for flats and cowboy boots
7. My girls are my everything
8. Have no clue what my natural hair color is anymore
9. Born and raised in the sticks of Louisiana
10. My mother is my hero!
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Tuesday, February 06, 2007
God Bless the little Minks
Another day, another interview. I'll not bother you with details except to say I will never, ever wear mink ever! A job at the local mink farm can not pay enough, ever, to compensate for their little screams, the sounds of live chickens being ground into food for them or the freaking smell from hell. So I'm believing in God that he will provide me with a good job, where I won't have to pray daily for the little minks, or listen to their screams or watch chicken trucks drive in to unload them at the chipper. Arghhhh.
So I have decided to share some of my latest pics with you. My two favorites from my back porch, the view of the mountains, the specks of fresh snow as it falls, ahhhhhhh much better than thinking about minks.
Oh man, having grown up in farmland, I'm familiar with the smell and sounds and even the peculiar air texture of animal slaughtering.
I actually had a co-worker back in Chicago who wore a long mink coat to work as her every day coat. A real one. Every day. On the train, just walkin' down Michigan Ave., getting lunch at Arby's. Who does that? It would be like wearing a tux every day.
Man, I hafta be honest. My grandmother has a very old mink coat (left to her by my great-grandmother - so it's over 100 years old). And if she leaves the coat to me, I'll definitely wear it.
Having said that, I think the practices today in the fur industry are terrible. I certainly wouldn't buy a new one.
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Oh man, having grown up in farmland, I'm familiar with the smell and sounds and even the peculiar air texture of animal slaughtering.
I actually had a co-worker back in Chicago who wore a long mink coat to work as her every day coat. A real one. Every day. On the train, just walkin' down Michigan Ave., getting lunch at Arby's. Who does that? It would be like wearing a tux every day.
Man, I hafta be honest. My grandmother has a very old mink coat (left to her by my great-grandmother - so it's over 100 years old). And if she leaves the coat to me, I'll definitely wear it.
Having said that, I think the practices today in the fur industry are terrible. I certainly wouldn't buy a new one.