Sunday, August 16, 2009

Holy Depressing-ness

Wow! That last blog post was a downer huh? I'd say (with pretty much utter certainty) that I was not having the best of days that day. Luckily I can say that today has been a much better day. It was hot and sticky (that's what she said), but I got a huge amount accomplished. 

Four hundred more bales of hay are in the barn and ready for Wintertime. Technically about 750 bales went in today, but I only partook in the putting in of 400. Weak, I know... and the excuse, even weaker. I had to grocery shop this afternoon. It was a successful trip though, especially because I found (in my opinion) the best thing ever... Chubby Hubby ice cream. God bless the soul who suggested this concoction to Ben & Jerry's... vanilla ice cream with both a peanut butter and a chocolate swirl, completed by chocolate covered, peanut butter filled pretzels. I dare say there is no more perfect a food. 

In between the hay and the grocery getting, I managed to sneak in a visit with Jess and Al. I was lucky enough to hang out with their kiddos for the majority of the day yesterday and I have to say, those two girls make me re-think my opinion of kids under 12... I like both of them. A lot. They are awesome and smart and fun and they like to actually do stuff. Just yesterday, they cleaned three entire horse stalls, before going for a ride, without a single complaint. How awesome is that? Pretty darned awesome. Hopefully I will get to spend another day with the girlies before they head back. They are both turning into pretty amazing little horsewomen. They can brush and clean feet with the best of them and that's saying a lot for 7 and 8. 

As a special extra bonus during the visiting... Krystle stopped in so I got to see her too! 

I am off tomorrow for the southern reaches of the state to spend some quality time with my friend Megan because she's awesome. She told me that tomorrow is slated to be the hottest day of the summer, so we'll have to find something cool to do. 

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Red ones and blue ones and green ones...

Do you remember that part in Of Mice and Men, where Lenny is begging to hear the story about the rabbits on the farm that they're going to have someday? He just keeps asking to hear about the rabbits... the red ones and blue ones and green ones, because he desperately needs something to look forward to in life. He asks George to tell him the story periodically and the last time is just before George shoots Lenny in the head. I'm not asking to be shot by any stretch of the imagination, but I'd really love to have someone tell me about the rabbits. I am in desperate need of something to look forward to...