We are the Bumpus Household

A Christmas Story is one of my favorite films.

As we were watching it this evening, I came to the conclusion that we are the Bumpuses.

You know who I’m talking about, right?

They’re the unseen family who lives next door to Ralphie’s family in A Christmas Story. They’re the ones with all of the hounds who are constantly barking and in the way.

Incidentally, did you know that the Bumpus Hounds have their very own Facebook page? They do! How cool is that?!

Well, we have three dogs. Two are hounds. Sure, they aren’t bloodhounds, but they are hounds nonetheless.

Okie regularly makes the same face as the dog on the left of this photo.

We always have some kind of ruckus around here. One of them is always either whining, barking, being in the way, or snoring.

Fun fact: He was alternating between snoring and whining the very second I took this photo.

I couldn’t help but think about how we really ought to have that hound theme music with the bass harmonica playing in the background at our house constantly. I holler their names enough, I might as well be yelling, “BUMPUSES!”.

Here we have Avery cleverly hiding from the cat.

It’s quite the chaotic existence, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I bet the Bumpuses were one happy bunch of folks.

Mittens was less than thrilled by my use of the flash. Also, she was snoring.

Anyway, sometimes life can be chaotic and loud and messy. But if you can manage to harness your inner Bumpus, you’re sure to get through it all right.


I Guess It’s Sandwiches for Supper.

Fishing. We do a lot of it, as you probably know.

The other day was probably our worst day of fishing, ever.

Certainly not because we didn’t catch anything. As a matter of fact, The Hubbster managed to pull one in on nearly every cast, as soon as the line hit the water.

What was the problem, then?


One of the many.


Yeah… are you seeing a trend? Somehow, he found the bluegill nursery, and couldn’t get out.

Oh, and a leaf, for good measure.

The buzzards were even circling, clearly hoping that we were relying on our catch to avoid starvation.

Not today, buzzards. Not today. We have sandwich fixins in the house.

Avery found something disgusting to roll in, true to dog protocol, so she had a great day.

Like Avery, The Wee Little Miss wasn’t interested in fishing this time. She has some kind of project in mind that requires looking for enormous branches that have fallen from the trees.

Now, I’m all for her projects, as they always turn out impressively. I do hope it comes together quickly, however; our garage, where these branches are being stored, is filling up very quickly! Not only that, the garage is actually our music room, and there are so many trees in there right now, I don’t think there would be space for a toddler to play a harmonica.

Let’s see, what else. Oh, yes. I put up the Thanksgiving decor, which is nice, but will never compare to my enjoyment of Halloween.

Two weeks until the US celebrates Thanksgiving. Are you ready? Any fantastic plans or interesting dishes you intend to try? Me, I’m more of a holiday food purist. Roasted turkey and the regular sides. I am going to try a keto pecan pie this time, though, as sugar seems to make us all feel unwell. Fingers crossed — no worries, I’ll have some home-made ice cream on hand, just in case it’s a disaster!