So my husband and I moved to Missouri 5 years ago. We have lived in 4 different dwellings, one apartment, one townhouse, one duplex and now our very first house.
Clearly I am not easily satisfied with living arrangements but that’s a story for another day.
Now some folks absolutely hate moving but for me it’s an adventure. I actually like it. One of the funnest parts of moving for me is getting the previous owners’ junk mail.
What?
I know, just follow along, trust me.
You see when people move they usually change the address of their bills and then do a general forwarding of everything else and change addresses as they get things. Now the post office will usually only forward for 6 months or so. After that 6 months is when the fun begins.
I would like to share with you my most recent junk mail.
It came in a lovely little pouch. I mean this is not scary at all right?
The pouch was filled with all kinds of offers, mostly magazines or other written material, all revolving around the concept of “Country Living”. This is the first one that made me snort.
There were several normal-ish offers, then this freaky little girl. I mean, I don’t know of many young girls who love roosters that much. I also don’t claim to know much about roosters but I’m pretty sure they don’t really enjoy being held like cats.
I’m really not sure whether I’m amused or intrigued by this book. I mean who doesn’t want to know how almonds could improve their sex life. I have to wonder though if wine can really wipe out age spots or if you just get drunk and fail to see them anymore.
I thought I had found all the funny but then I came across this little gem. At first it looks like your typical supply catalog but read a little closer, look at the fine print.

Right there in between the white arrows it says “Sorry…no catalog offered at this time – visit online to see our full product line!”
Now correct me if I’m wrong but doesn’t it seem a little ridiculous for this company to expect their target audience to shop online. I mean they clearly tout NON-electric products.
Think what you want of me but this one little packet of junk mail entertained me for well over a day.
So the next time you come in from the mailbox don’t be so quick to throw away the junk. Give it a little lookie-loo, you just never know what you might find.
- From LA To New York With Love
- Never Look Back
- How to Clean Your Carpet
- In worst case scenario, I'm leaving the kids in charge
- How To Fake Great Sauce









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Have you hugged your chicken today….classic!
My kid is a little obsessed with farm animals….he might just hug a chicken. That is hilarious!
Twitter: mariamelee
February 3, 2010 at 9:40 am
WHAT ARE THE TEETH ON THAT DOG
Twitter: Amy_Urquhart
February 3, 2010 at 10:00 am
We still get mail for the people who lived here over five years ago. It looks important, too. Dumbasses.
Twitter: motherbumper
February 3, 2010 at 11:12 am
I can’t get over the smiling dog and cat on the front of the envelope, that is worthy entertainment just right there.
Twitter: DExtraordinaire
February 3, 2010 at 12:10 pm
Okay big cheesie grins on the animals, clearly I missed something when we were vacationing in MO this year.
Twitter: LaurinEvans
February 3, 2010 at 1:29 pm
If I got a “Backyard Poultry” flyer, I would probably order. I’m kind of obsessed with having chickens one day!
We were getting a court summons for the previous owners boyfriend for awhile. They moved to TN and lied to us about 80 hundred things in the house, so we disregarded it. Figure there’s probably a bench warrant out for him now…
Twitter: breathe_again
February 3, 2010 at 6:36 pm
The people who used to live in my apt just moved to another unit in the complex so they figured they didn’t have to put a change of address form in. Sometimes I’m feeling nice and just bring it to the office but there have been plenty of times where I just don’t care. I put in my change of address, it’s really not that hard. If it was hard that would have been another story. ;-)
I actually work with someone who’s kid has a pet chicken – it lives in their house, sleeps in the kid’s bed, goes on trips with them – when they stop to walk the dog to pee, they walk the chicken. It’s disturbing. And we constantly mock and make jokes.
So i had pet chicken, Spike (a girl) who absolutely loved being held. Adored it. She would sit on my shoulder and come when I yelled for her. But she met a neighbours dog in December and that was that…
Homesteaders are as likely as anyone to have interwebz – they’re just more likely to use solar to power it.
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