My sisters are helping me set up this blog, which means them telling me crazy stuff I should say. We are all debating on what my first post should be, which so far, is nothing worth puting out for the world to read. Most of the ideas being tossed around have to do with the bird screaming, us being lazzy because it's Friday night, we just got through a "DEEP" discussion about where our future husbands are going to take us on our honeymoons, and what manner of honeymoon it will be. My brother is declaring he will never have a girlfriend, and we are all saying "yah, yah." I suppose I should explain my name, Blackberry Scratched Legs, it isn't really complicated. We have sheep. And a field full of blackberry bushes and other prickly things. Thus Blackberry Scratched Legs.