Michael Trump

Late again… not her. lol

May 26, 2011 at 11:02 pm (Uncategorized)

Blah blah blah It is late and I haven’t written in a while. Hmm, I guess all is well. My pigs are getting big and in just a few weeks we will be eating one. We also have acquired a potbelly pig; oaky we have had Miss Piggy since about a week before Macey turned two. She is a cute little thing but she isn’t becoming all that tame; she is potty trained now but isn’t all that friendly. I think she may end up becoming dinner one night. All she has to do now is bite one of the little ones and then its off to the oven. She is Macey’s pet and all but I really like having a dog and I hate cats because they don’t like getting pet and neither does this little pig. Damnit I need something to pet!! Lol just playing. Macey loves the pig but she doesn’t get to pet Miss Piggy either. She has got to hit her a few times though… only when the pig is trying to take Macey’s food and Macey really wants the food. Yeah I am thinking about eating Miss Piggy now. Aren’t these things supposed to be smarter than dogs or something? We her time her is limited if she don’t come around soon.

Now the big pigs… well they are getting big. I am going to have a bunch of people over for the harvesting. You know that is how it used to be back in the olden days. Friends would come together and pick out the beast to eat. It was a group thing amongst friends and family. I have been looking into this a bit; the history of raising your own livestock and butchering your own meat is really neat. It is amazing how chain stores have guided us away from eating parts of animals because they didn’t have enough supply. (the in demand pieces became gross and the plentiful parts became the desired.) hmm has that happened anywhere else. I now have all the knives I need and a very new butchering book. I am also so glad that my little sister Heather is going to be here for the slaughtering of the first pig. It was a shocker to me but she is ready and willing to become a hunter. We will see when the day comes. Shazzle we will see for me too when the day comes.

Reagan sat up today at the mall. We were playing on the Gulfview Square mall play ground when out of nowhere he sat up and smiled at me. It was amazing; then he fell over. I am sure he sat up last night too; he was laying down and when we weren’t looking there was a loud thump and he started crying… well there is only one explanation; he had to have been sitting up and then leaned to far back. It wont be long before he is everywhere at once; Reagan is already scooting around the house to get to what he wants to grab (like Macey’s hair)

Macey is starting to put together sentences, even though the words aren’t pronounced perfectly you can almost fully understand her. That’s my two year old She is also back to liking the water and trying to swim. She had a great time at the beach the other day with her friends. For being a two she is starting to become quite the social butterfly.

I am so far behind on my writing!! I haven’t write about the old radio yet.. I have a draft started but it is no where near done; only because I haven’t take a minute of time or an ounce of effort towards writing it. Well all good things come with time I guess. I wish I could set more time aside each day to write. I have two books in the works and my blog that needs my love. On top of that I have to fill out resumes and play with the kids and tends to my live stock. Everyday is full of adventure around the Trump house. There is a lot more to the list and I just don’t feel like listing em all.

Hmm… My 45 hour work weeks starts tomorrow, I cant wait. I like working and it makes my weekends all the worth it.

Goodnight sleep well my friends