Sunday, March 8, 2009

Case In Point

A couple of weeks ago, Miss Kacey objected to the subtitle that I recently added to my blog ...
A white trash family, living the blue collar dream.
I would like to give you a mere example of how deserving we are of this description.

Luckily, the three water heaters have recently been removed from the south side of our home ... right next to the street ... where all of the lovely houses dwell AND we don't have anyone living in our backyard this month. However, in our back yard, we still have a German Shepherd who is currently sleeping on an old mattress atop of our old kitchen table that is now distinguishably placed on our patio ... and this German Shepherd called Mia got quite the workout today!

It's become somewhat of a tradition for my boys to go to our small town "rodeo" called Lehi Days each year ... and bring home a chicken. The last chicken (Tommy) didn't survive more than 48 hours as I recall. Tears are shed, eulogies are said ... and then we do it again.

We live in the city! We're not set up for chickens! However ... we are redneck enough with a splash of white trash to just keep up this messy ritual.

Saturday was the day. Jake brought home a chicken, bigger than usual. He got it all set up in our playhouse with some crates (because all white trash people have numerous crates laying around their habitat). For the most part, the dogs were kept at bay and the chicken made it through it's first night.

Today, after church, Jake came home and decided to feed, water and "play" with the chicken. Somehow, said chicken got loose, dogs began salivating and charging all in a split second. I heard Jake screaming for Kacey at the top of his lungs and Garrison was immediately brought to tears ... like I said, we've been through this before and G was inherently aware of the impending doom as he saw the scattered feathers.

But Kacey is stronger and faster than even a German Shepherd. She leaped over tables and chairs (which all white trash people have way too many of) in a single bound ... and she saved the day!


Mia was not giving up easily and ended up wrestling Kacey to the ground, giving her a pretty good goose egg on her leg as the chicken chase continued.

Let me remind you that I live in the middle of the city!

Chicken had a good jog around her new living quarters. She ran through tables and chairs, around an ice-cream cooler filled with frozen meat and food from a restaurant that shut down, by the aforementioned mattress, through several bikes (none of which are in working order) behind two plumbing trucks (that haven't run for eons) through millions of PVC fittings and she finally landed here ...


On the table and the old typewriter that I learned to type on at my Grandparents house ... that I just can't seem to get rid of. It was in my bedroom, which is being revamped a bit ... and so of course it is now on the patio. Doesn't everybody have an old typewriter on their patio?

These two brothers never worked together so well as today when there was a life a risk ... a chicken. They chased and chased and finally cornered it behind the gallons of oil, multiple propane tanks and barbecue grills (a must have for the white trash family ... we can't just have one good one ... ever).


Jake finally grabbed those talons with his bare hands and held up dinner, I mean his pet, with pride!



Chicken is now resting on an old pillow, in an old shelf, with yet another crate lovingly placed over it's head ... devouring our left-overs.

For Kacey's version of this story, click here!


My case in point is this ... we are some crazy white trash people! BUT, we are very blessed! We have a lovely home in an amazing neighborhood, all because the biggest redneck of us all is a hard working ball of energy that provides for his family any way that he can ... in a very blue collar world. He's the best plumber I know (and I've had many satisfied customers repeat the same statement). So we don't mind sharing our lot with plumbing trucks, copper pipe and PVC fittings. We don't mind an occasional water heater and even a toilet lingering around our place before it makes it's way to the dump. Because gosh dang it ... we are living the dream!

10 comments:

Tina said...

ok that's the funniest post you've ever done!!!! That is a hoot... gotta love the white trash!!!!
xox

Becky said...

That is SO awesome!! I love it! However I think my Mom might give you a run for your money because she has a DRINKING FOUNTAIN in her yard....beat that!! HaHa...that's great!

Karen said...

Um, we not only have a drinking fountain in our yard, we have one in the kitchen. Do I win now?

Becky said...

Hilarious!
I don't think you're white trash at all...just a McKinnon. Pile, pile, pile...don't get rid of stuff.
Have you seen my parent's backyard ever?

Chris, Mom,and Grandma said...

Okay that made me tired just reading it..you have way to much excitment at your house... but it always looks nice when i drive by.

Brandi said...

by far, your best yet! i am heading to bed with a smile on my face!!!!

sue said...

That is hilarious!!

Cyn said...

I'm right there with ya, my white trash sista! I even had my sweetie read and he laughed out loud! Thanks for the entertainment!

Carol said...

Sundays at your house are so much more exciting than ours. I laughed and laughed and laughed.

JECKBECK (Erin) said...

This gave us all a good chuckle. You guys could be a reality show family.