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.


Thoughts and a Big Thanks to The Hubbster

Our family is going through a huge transitional time right now.  I’ll spare you all of the gory details, but over the past couple of years we have undergone a lot in the way of job changes between The Hubbster and me.  It’s been hugely stressful.

Things are finally moving forward in a positive direction, but it is requiring that we make some sacrifices that none of us particularly prefer — primarily, that The Hubbster has taken a fantastic job, but as a result has had to move about two and a half hours away from us during the week, returning home on the weekends.  It’s not a permanent situation; we will be back to “normal” (whatever that is) by this time next year.

I’ve had so many people recently ask me, “How on Earth are you guys managing that?”

It’s always odd when someone asks me that question.  How could we not manage it?  You do what must be done to get to where you want to be in life.  That’s what we are doing.  Now, don’t get me wrong, I don’t love the situation by any stretch of the imagination.  But I DO love the idea of accomplishing our goals, and this temporary separation is the only way to do that.

I honestly don’t think it would be possible without clear goals in mind.  But we do have lofty goals that are becoming more attainable by the day.  A year from now, we will be closing on a property that will allow us to renovate our own home and start the fledgling beginnings of a bison ranch.  One small, tedious step at a time.  But we will get there, and all of it is because we are willing to make a short term sacrifice.

It’ll be such a relief to get out there and do what it is we want to do.  Such an indescribable relief.  Thanks for being willing to make the sacrifice, Hubbster.

Then we can be out there doing this!

Kitty Kat
Me about (cough) a million years ago, on good old Kitty Kat.